Since 1994, Bootsie has been a part of my life. She has been a faithful companion and a very good cat. She has never been the most personable feline, but that’s okay…because her sister, KC (who passed away a couple of years ago), was the more approachable one. I’ll never forget when it came time to get a new kitten many years ago, it was Bootsie that cried when we went to take KC out of the cage, letting us know that she refused to be separated from her sister. So many years later, she is the last of the two and still doesn’t like to be held at all, but she has a way of letting you know when she wants to be petted (usually nudging your elbow or pawing at you softly).
Now Bootsie is on her last legs. Her hearing is gone, her body has become frail and she has developed some bad habits (such as howling at all hours of the night and pooping on the floor) that tells me that she has reached an age where it’s her time. As much as our family loves her, she is a little over 84 years old in cat years and she is deteriorating. It will be hard for me to say goodbye, much like it was when I had her sister put to sleep not so long ago. She has been with me through so much and she has been so even keel about it all. Even with the addition of 2 kids, a dog and quite a few moves to different homes and she has remained the same personality as the day I brought her home.
Bootsie (or “Bookie,” as Ava called her when she was younger) has been so important to me through all these years and I don’t want to find her lying on the floor, dead from some unseen illness like another family pet we had a few years back. No…that to me seems wrong. Instead, I want to be there in the end and hold her and let her know I love her. To me that will mean more than if I let her wither away.
So this is Bootsie’s last day with us. Here are a few of the pictures taken at times throughout her life. Bootsie has been wonderful and I know that she will be welcomed in heaven with open arms. And I assume KC, Phoebe and Buster will be waiting there with her, eager to play and chase and groom the way they used to so many years ago.
Goodbye dear Bootsie. We all love you very much and you will be missed dearly…