Goodnight, Charlie.

August 25, 2014

This morning our cat Charlie passed. He was seventeen. He was my baby-meow, my boo-bear, my boos.


Snoozing on a crinkly bag yesterday. This is the last photo I have of him.

We spent Charlie’s last summer lazing on the balcony with him when the sun was out and snuggling on the sofa at night. He spent his last full day sleeping on a crinkly plastic Target bag, which is probably the best day he could have asked for. In retrospect he slept a LOT yesterday and didn’t climb on the sofa with us. I should have noticed.

This morning he was asleep in the bathroom next to his litter box. This was odd behavior. When we woke him up, he climbed into his litter box and his legs gave out. We took him to first vet appointment this morning and he told us that he exhibited a textbook case of pulmonary embolism. (I thought this was the same as a stroke but I’m wrong.)

He was a very good sport.

This picture makes me smile. Charlie was a very good sport.

The heartbeat heard through the stethoscope didn’t match the pulse the doctor felt in Charlie’s femoral artery. There was nothing to be done, and the vet told us he was likely in pain that couldn’t be addressed, so we made the best/worst decision. He was our last cat (for the near future) so we left his carrier behind to be donated.

I was only 24 when I took him home. And he was seventeen! I should be thankful for such a long time with him, right? I should be happy that he had a life well lived, right?

Charlie was seventeen. And we are heartbroken.

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  • Dave August 25, 2014 at 8:26 pm

    I’m so sorry for your loss. I’ve had cats live that long as well and it still hurts to think of them not being around. They are family, and therefore we must mourn accordingly. He’s no longer in pain, thankfully, and I know he’s in his paws: my Cindy will teach him how to mouse and Ozzie was always scheming.

    Requiescat in pace, Charlie.

    • Kimberly August 30, 2014 at 10:33 am

      This isn’t my first rodeo with pet loss. You’d think I’d be more immune by now. Charlie’s probably hanging with Ozzie and Cindy, as relations were pretty cool between my older cats (Noelle & Misty) and him.

  • scrivener August 26, 2014 at 3:31 pm


    • Kimberly August 30, 2014 at 10:30 am

      Thank you.

  • Carol Anne August 27, 2014 at 12:05 am

    I am so sorry for your loss.

    • Kimberly August 30, 2014 at 10:31 am

      Thank you, both for your comment and because I lost your blog from my readers and now I can add it back. 🙂