Anyone following my writings knows a little of what I have gone through over the last year and a half with my dear 17-year-old tabby cat, Chili. We’ve been through the wars, me and her! Of course, she has borne the brunt of all pain, anxiety, depression, and other assorted problems but I have been right beside of her, bearing much of what she was feeling – only in human terms. We have good news, however, and whilst we’re not here to boast, we are here to give gratitude.
First there was the weight loss and Hyperthyroidism…then the renal failure…then the Hyperesthesia. Not to mention countless nights and mornings of retching tummy sickness, a cat so thin and depressed once that, through a veil of tears I gave her my blessing to go, if she must. There were good times and worse times but we spent all those times together. I knew in my heart she did not want to go and she would rally and do much better, but of course, as it does, something else would come along…it has not been easy.
Many prayers. Many tears. Many candles. Many days and nights of worry. But faith has pulled us both through. I cannot and will not take any credit for Chili’s well-being. None of this is about me in any way. What it is about is one strong and courageous cat who wanted to get well as possible and the care of the Divine Parents and the Cat Goddess, Bastet. I’m not saying this to preach or to try to bring anyone into my faith. This is how it worked for her, my Chili. I am merely the caregiver and nurse. They did the hard part. And, yes, of course, her Veterinarians did play an amazingly good part as well.
Chili needed her yearly blood work to see how her meds for her Hyperthyroidism and her diet for her chronic renal disease were working for her. Last week I took her for this to be done and for once went with a sense of peace and not shaking in my boots. I knew we were being watched over and I put my faith in that fact and in my cat. I was not disappointed. Chili’s bloodwork came back all good! Her medication is still working fine for her Hyperthyroidism and her renal disease is…well…gone? It is stable, I am told by the Vet. I believe it is no longer there. We are so very happy and grateful.
If you read some of my other blogs regarding Chili’s tribulations, you will note my theme in much of what I write about her – believe in your cat. Don’t think because your kitty isn’t “human” she or he doesn’t understand. You would surprised about what a cat (or any animal, for that matter) can understand. Many is the time I held her close and told her that I believed in her, that I have faith in her, she can do it. And she would rally. She had stopped eating for a while because she would sick up so often. I held her and told her that it was not her food causing her tummy upset and she must eat. She would. Believe me, your pet can understand more than you know. But cats are also not stupid. You must feel that belief and faith for your pet to believe you.
You don’t have to believe as I do. You have your own Deity, different than mine, or perhaps the same, I don’t know and it does not matter. What does matter is that you can put your fears in Their hands and draw from Their strength…then you’ll be able to put your faith into your poorly pet and help them through their ordeal. No, I won’t promise you that every time your pet will get well. We all get to the point where we can’t go on in our mortal bodies eventually. But, you’ll never know what can happen unless you try, right?
Sorry for making this more “preachy” than I meant to do. I only really wanted to tell the Universe, my Deity, Bastet, my friends, and well-wishers, and particularly @sistersofmoon – for all her candle-burning, prayers, and a shoulder to cry on – thank you! Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I am grateful beyond all belief. And I promise to carry on being the best caregiver can be of this precious cat I’ve been blessed to have in my life. So mote it be