Kitty

How do I express how I feel about a tiny body that purrs? My Bootsie Moo #Kitty has been my #companion for a long time.

Today is Monday April 7th of 2025 and I am worried about her health. As of 10:55am, she is alive. But she is unwell. I am not sure if this will be her last day with me, but I wanted to post a message for you all.

No matter where you are, or what you do, always remember to tell your loved ones that you love them. You never know when it will be the last time you see them. One moment they are here, and the next they are not.

Life is beautifully mixed with happiness and sadness. Without death there can be no birth. I love life for what it is, even if I wish that I could go back to youthfulness. I am 39 human years and my kitty is about 13 years old human years. I do not know how much longer I will have her.. but I plan to #Love her with all of my heart.

Love,
Valerie

This is a Kitty I drew today. Took a little bit of time but it really helped me not focus on my pain and stuff. I hope you like it! #Kitty #Cat #Drawing #digitalart

Gabbie girl and I started new medicines days apart from each other. She has #Hyperthyroidism and I started #sulfasalazine for whatever new is happening with my health. Today was a #toughday but Gabbie girl new it and gave me extra snuggles.

Giggles with kitty's

No kitty were harmed in the making of this meme 😁😁😁😁

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#Giggles #funny #giggleswithafriend #Kitty #laughterisgoodmedicine #Nokittywasharmed #LaughOutLoud #PsoriaticArthritis #Bekindtoyourself #checkonyourneighbours

Day 16 of our shelter-in-place & cabin fever is [literally] running rampant at the Lewis house

#Pets #DistractMe #COVID19 #Anxiety

It’s pets time. To spread some joy to those who need it ❤️ This is my adorable Dax 🥰 He’s a rescue. The Rescue Agency named him, and I love it 😻 #Kitty #MentalIllness #Joy #Pets #Love

My little #Kitty having a nap... My Morty is helping me with my #BPD .

His name Morty and he's gonna help me with my #BPD

Monday, I had to do one of the hardest things of my life. Rikki, my #Kitty and #esa ,has been sick for months, and my husband and I had tried thousands of $$ to test and medicate her, but it didn’t help. I didn’t want her to suffer anymore.
Backstory: I had 2 cats previously, but right after we got married, we had to move cross country from TX to CA. I left my cats with my parents because 1) they don’t travel well, and 2) we knew we were only going to be there 1.5 years. When we moved in, after a couple weeks, I was so #lonely , I told my husband I needed a cat. He was working 8-12 hour days, and I couldn’t land a job, so I was home, everyday, all day, #alone . My psychiatrist helped me certify her as my ESA, and she took her job *seriously*. She would follow me Room to room, wherever I was. She would even sit on the mat in front of the sink while I washed dishes. When we napped, she would lay on my chest, her face inches from mine. It’s like she knew. I was super #depressed there. I went to an out patient program, fighting the urge to end it all. But Rikki was there, sitting on my lap while I cried, snuggling in bed at night.
And when traveling back home to TX, she was an excellent passenger for the almost 1,800 miles. If it wasn’t for her, I might not be here. She saved my life every day.
The amount of #Guilt I feel putting her to sleep, after she has kept me alive, I feel like I betrayed her. Rikki was about 10 years old. I’m sorry, baby, I had to do this. Please wait for me, after crossing that #Rainbowbridge . 🌈💔🐱