They all keep saying “she is old”,
As if that mattered.
As if that made her less,
Less than she had been,
Less than before, before she was old.
For a cat, she is very old
But still her heart is young.
Now her end is in our hands,
Our decision to make, not hers
And all they can say is she is old,
As if that ever mattered.
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I get a bit worried when I’m referred to as “old”…I wonder what they’re thinking and planning for me? 🙂
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I know! me too! but sometimes I wonder why we can’t relieve our old folks suffering as we can for our pets…
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I have an elder cat and he is the light of my world. Cats shine beautifully no matter how old they get.
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that is so true, my dear daughter has this cat now and the final decision is up to her… very hard and emotional time. It’s always hard to say goodbye to an old and faithful friend… 😦
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Yes it really is!
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