Pixie - The Long Goodbye

Dear Friends - Fellow Felines, C-A-N-I-N-E-S and Humans!

It breaks my heart to tell you this, but I must. My little sisfur, Pixie, left for the Bridge just before three o'clock this afternoon. I told you last week that she had become very quiet and subdued. Mummy was still administering the infusions, the antibiotics and even managing to sneak her other medications into her food, but nothing helped. Pixie was just fading away before our eyes. She became so thin, she was all fur and bones. Mummy kept grasping at straws - everytime Pixie got up to go of her own accord to her food bowl (of dry food) or went to the bathroom, or ate some Fancy Feasties, Mummy convinced herself that Pixie was starting to get better. But then Pixie would just lie down again on the bed (or, more often, under the bed) or crouch, as if she was in pain, or sit staring into the distance, until finally, the day before yesterday, Mummy realised that the kindest thing she could do for Pixie, would be to be help her to the Bridge.

I want to tell you all, Pixie and I had a long talk last night, after Mummy went to sleep. I think Pixie knew that today would be her last day with Us. She told me she had been trying very hard, for a long while, to be strong for Mummy and for Me, because she knew Mummy's heart would break if Pixie were to leave Us, and she knew how lonely I would be without her, but she simply didn't have the strength to fight any more. She was so very, very tired. She had tried to whisper this to Mummy, but she wasn't sure Mummy had heard her.

Not eight hours have passed since Pixie went, but already, I feel so lonesome. I know she's in a beautiful place now, where she'll make lots of new friends and also meet some old ones. I'm sure our dear, dear friend, Admiral Hestorb, will be one of the first to greet her, and Mummy's first pussycat, Minxie, who sent Pixie and Me to Mummy over sixteen years ago - and Mummy thinks that her own Mummy, who crossed the Bridge many, many years ago, will also come and keep an eye on Pixie. And, of course, the Great Cat in the Sky who made us all, will watch over her. 
But oh! kitties! I miss her so much...