Dearly beloved, departed cat

The first time I made that sad trip to the vets with dear old Podge I was just a schoolgirl. My Mum dropped us off. The very matter of fact vet gave him an injection and I was sent to the waiting room with Podge as he died in my arms. Looking back that was an awful thing to do. The people in the waiting room were very kind and obviously knew what was going on. I remember a kind workman sitting next to me produced a mouse from his pocket to try to cheer me up. Then the vet came back, said, 'Is he away?', and took poor Podge from my arms. I was dismissed.

Grandtante so sorry cats are so gorgeous and special. I dread anything happening to mine although Amie is relatively young yet and healthy.

Aveline poor you your vet wasn’t very compassionate at all. Pets burrow into our hearts and become part of the family. Love to all who have lost a beloved pet

That’s sad Averline, but at least he died in your arms

Thank you all for your sympathy.

What a truly awful experience Aveline.

My young vet (he could be my grandson easily age-wise) was so kind, taking all the necessary time and checking twice that Trold had died peacefully before stroking him and saying , " sleep well".

He didn't even mind me practically drowning his consulting-room in my tears.

We're feeling better now the first week is over.

I also cried buckets while one of my beloved cats was PTS at the Vet’s.
I’m glad the raw heartbreak is subsiding a little grandtante
and will leave you with happy memories.
Aveline ? so sorry for your experience too.

Vets nowadays seem to be much more understanding and kind. It sounds like yours was grandtanteJE65. My more recent times when having beloved cats PTS have been much better handled. Last time the vet kindly let us out the back door as we were crying so much and didn't want to go out via the waiting room.
Sorry. This is Trold's thread. What is his protege's name?

His protege has rather unfortunately in my opinion got used to being called "Sorte" which is the Danish equivalent of "Blackie" which admittedly has always been popular for black cats, rather like calling ginger cats Ginger.

I tried to change it feeling that these days it might cause offence, but he obstinately refuses to answer to anything else!

He obviously himself associates his name with the only people who have ever fed him, a neigbour whose own cat would not accept him, and me. So Sorte he is!

Aww puss. I'm glad he's got you and you've got him.