it’s been a tough couple of days for my family. yesterday, my grandma had to put her dog, thumper, to sleep. he was about 10 years old and had a very aggressive throat cancer. he was no longer able to breathe through his nose and was trying to breath through his mouth around the cancer.
today, my family put randy’s cat, frisky, to sleep. frisky was 19 and had a long life for a cat. it was especially hard for randy because he and ryan were only three when we got frisky. i’ll never forget that day. we had gone to a movie and stopped in a fish store just a few doors down. there, in a cage, was a kitten we would adopt.
we named him frisky because, well, he was all over the place. he was a crazy cat. not long after we brought him home, we adopted sally, who had been dropped off at our vet’s office. frisky and sally acted as if they didn’t get along, but she later gave birth to his babies. frisky tried to deny them, but it was hard for him to when one was his spitting image. that kitten, obviously, was named frisky, jr.
my parents were hoping frisky could last until after the holidays. christmas was his favorite time. each year he would sit in front of the christmas tree for hours just staring at the lights and ornaments. on christmas eve, he was the only cat allowed in the room while we opened our presents. he loved it. he loved the wrapping paper. he just loved being around us.
lately, frisky hadn’t been doing very well. he was incredibly thin. for the last few days he wasn’t able to eat or even move. the vet said today that he had kidney failure and would start to be in a lot of pain. so, randy and my dad decided to put him to sleep. after a long, good life he can now rest. goodbye frisky. christmas won’t be the same this year without you.