Sana-bean
Osana bin Kitty
In July of 2003 I bought my house. In late October, I decided to get a cat. I'd never had a pet that didn't live in a cage before. I went to the Humane Society and looked around for quite a while. I saw Sana but couldn't bring myself to commit. 4 weeks later I had accepted that that beautiful cat would not be there anymore.
I looked around and settled on a sweet orange tabby. I had taken her out to the holding cages to get the paperwork started, and had to go back to get something. There, in the cage below my new cat's, was Sana. I felt incredibly guilty, I felt I'd already promised this other cat a home, but I felt drawn to Sana. I switched cats and brought her home. I got her name from one of my students.
We let her go this morning. She was pretty much herself until last Friday, but then she stopped eating. She has always been all about food.
We took her to the vet on Monday morning. They did some tests. We're pretty sure it was her kidneys, just like Roxane and Calypso. We didn't want to put her or us through all of that with no probable good outcome.
This morning Relia and I drove to the vet and said goodbye. I cried. Relia cried. We petted her and she relaxed and purred. I wanted to take in her beautiful blue eyes, but they were so sunken in. I will always remember her pointy ears, blue eyes, super soft watercolor fur and her little "rusty spots".
Occasional moments pop up and I miss her. It is sad, but I know we did the right thing.