Good-bye, pretty girl

It’s been a sad day at our house today. We had to put our oldest cat, Holly, down this morning. She was 14 years old and seemed to be telling us that it was her time to go. She had become so terribly skinny from the hyperthyroidism and the last couple of days she had stopped eating and drinking all together. She could barely walk and spent nearly every minute of the day laying on the bed or on the couch just staring into space. It was a very difficult decision, but we felt she was uncomfortable and unhappy, so it was the thing to do.

Sleepy Kitties

I adopted Holly from the Denver Dumb Friends League in 1994 shortly after I moved to Denver. My mom specifically told me “Don’t go to the animal shelter!” but, of course, I didn’t listen and two weeks later I was bringing Holly home to my apartment. She was so small and skinny that the folks at the shelter had mis-judged her age by about 4 months. She settled into her new life with me very quickly and soon became a loving and loyal companion. Holly and I moved six times in eight years, but she always took it in stride. I did notice that after the first few moves, Holly would become a little agitated and visibly upset if I were cleaning and moving things around. I think each time she saw cardboard boxes being stacked up, she thought it meant another move was coming.


When Rick and I bought our house, she could finally have her own space, but it didn’t last long since we brought Marcel home just one week later. While Holly and Marcel were never really best friends, they did get along sometimes and even took naps near each other from time to time. Even when we brought home another kitten, then a newborn baby, and then finally a puppy, Holly always easily accepted these new family members without a problem.


She was a friendly hostess when visitors came to the house and she enjoyed curling up on any lap that was available. She had a tiny spot of white on her chest and I called it “the spot” because she loved being scratched there. She would lift up her head and stretch out her neck as far as it could go, then she’d shake her back leg like a dog! She enjoyed lounging in the grass on sunny days and loved to roll in the dirt whenever she got the chance.

The house already feels a little more empty without her here. She was a very sweet kitty and we will miss her terribly.

Good-bye, pretty girl.


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