Judith Lautner (judith) wrote,
Judith Lautner

He's dead.

The vet called again. Simba didn't make it. He had gangrene in his leg and it turned out to be too much for his heart. When she started the surgery he went into arrest. They tried to revive him but couldn't.

She said to call tomorrow. I think I will pick him up and bury him. For me, of course, not for him.

It never gets easier. I adored that cat. I talked to Elaine on the phone, just cried my eyes out, am still crying. I am going to take a shower, try to relax enough to sleep. At least now I know the worst.

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