When she was young we had a scratch box for her. Dale referred to it as her throne and every-night when it was time for bed he would say, "Get on your throne, Erica." and she would do it and then he would carry her upstairs to bed. It was such a silly thing to do and to see but I loved it.
She had 5 kittens in her life and outlived all of them. Her last kitten to go was Velcro and we lost him last fall.
Erica looks chubby in that picture but she ever only weighed about 6 or 7 pounds. She was such a petite little thing. The plate she is sitting on is an 8 inch plate.
She was fine until Tuesday and then she just sort of started shutting down. We took her to the vet and Val said she would be surprised if she made it through the night. She made it. She was never in distress or pain. It was as if she was just patiently waiting for her time to go and be with her best buddy Katie again.
We will all miss you, AirBear. Love you, Mom.
Oh, Judy... I'm so sorry about your sweet Erica! :( What a BEAUTY she was... and she sounded so much fun! 18 is a nice, ripe age for a cat. So glad she wasn't really suffering in any discernable way. So funny her on her paper plate... and the "throne"--haha! LOVE her pretty brass bed. Our Luna would love one of those, I think. ;) It's so hard when we love our fur-babies, as they are such a part of our family. Thinking of you all extra at this time... ((HUGS))
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tracy. ((Hugs)) You too know the pain of losing a beloved furbaby. It is hard but the love and joy they give us makes it worth doing over and over again. Giving us pets to love is just another of the ways God shows us His love. Erica was a loving blessing to have and even with the pain of losing her I would do it all over again. :)
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