In yesterday's post I told you about Valentine going back to the vet on Friday. I spoke with the vet last night and the prognosis was not good. They found a mass in her abdomin and while they cannot say for certain it is cancer, her care was now palliative. This once plump kitty was down to barely 5 lbs.
This morning it took me hours to get up the courage to phone the vet to make an appointment for my last visit with my sweet Valentine. My husband told me he did not want me to go alone, something about driving with tears in my eyes.
At 6:19 p.m. I kissed the top of sweet Valentine's head has she went over the Rainbow Bridge. In the minutes leading up to her departure I got to do something I've never been able to do in the past, I was able to cradle her in my arms. I held her and kissed her and talked to her and stroked her and scratched behind her ears. I have been able to pet her and kiss her head for a long time but holding her was very special.
I miss you already, sweet Valentine.