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A Tough Decision



Today has been a rough day for Matt and I. We have come to the realization that we are going to have to put our beloved cat, Steve, to sleep. It is not a decision we take lightly…and we agonized over it most of the afternoon, and I’m still crying when I think of it now. We’ve had trouble with him occasionally being ‘naughty’ (if you catch my drift) outside the litter box in the basement of our old house. And we had told ourselves that if he did it at the new house, he’d have to go. Well, today I found evidence of cat pee…and we both agreed…it was time. As much as we love our cat, and if you know us, you know we do…we just can’t make any excuses for a cat who pees in naughty places. Nothing, and I mean nothing is worse than cat pee. It’s just not logical how hard it is to clean, and I did not want to have to mess with this at our beautiful new house. I did everything I possibly could to ensure that he wouldn’t even be tempted…I clean his litter box daily, sometimes more than daily….there’s just no reason for it. And so, after ten years, tomorrow we say good-bye to our loving Steve. I know we will never have another cat…for there could be no cat as wonderful as him. He’s been so laid back, so easy going, he puts up with the dogs, and he love, love, loves me and Matt. Which is why it is excruciating to have to make this decision. I’m angry with Steve for being naughty and forcing us to have to do this…and I’m so sad that tomorrow night we will go to sleep without a ball of fur between us.

I thought I might be able to put a post on the blog tomorrow, but I don’t think I’ll be able to. I’m already just completely overwhelmed with guilt and sorrow…I’m sure tomorrow night will be pretty bad. So, please be thinking of us tomorrow afternoon as we make our final trip with Steve.

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