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A few of you saw the Twitter comment. I figure there are some of you who rightfully ignore the twitter stuff who didn't read the news but had met her.

Imp is dead.

She was 19 years old, and would have been 20 this July. I don't know her precise birthdate. She was a tiny kitten when she arrived here and, beyond that, I rely on the vet to tell me the age of the kitties. She was a little kitten and a granny kitty to the very end. Until the last couple of days before she left us, she had been happy and active as ever. For two days she had been a bit lethargic but I don't believe she suffered much before leaving this world.

Imp, AKA Nimmy, Nimblefoot, Nimplitude, and many other nicknames, had been deaf for a number of years and had spent the quiet time away from the other household kitties who would bully her given the chance, especially Scout. One day, she had an ear infection that left her world silent and she had been protected from the others ever since that terrible time. Imp hid from her humans for a few days before she allowed me to "trap" her in the laundry room. Imp them escaped through the hole behind the drier and hid until she was finally found in a utility closet across the wall and the basement stairs. Her two guardians, who had believed she may be dead, were ready to do cartwheels when she finally revealed her somewhat wobbly self just then.

She would pat us on the arm or hand when she wanted attention. There were times when I had my cactus dreams, caused by Imp patting me on the shoulder to see if I was awake. She would beg for her meals and her treats, at the top of her lungs, and then change her mind when food was presented to her and only nibble a few bites. She ate barely enough to stay alive and her flesh consisted of fur and bones and little else, but she always had all the food she wanted at her disposal.

She died in her sleep this past Sunday. She curled up in her favorite closet while her humans were bead shopping and planning to take her to the vet the next day, and she peacefully left this life far away from the hated doctor's office.

I miss her more than I can say, but I am still glad she died peacefully, and away from the veterinary clinic she hated with such a passion.

In lieu of gifts, PLEASE consider adopting a shelter pet. Imp was an abandoned kitten when she entered this house, and I will always be grateful I could help her live a long and happy and spoiled life.


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May. 23rd, 2013 11:11 am (UTC)
May. 23rd, 2013 11:59 am (UTC)
I am so sorry for your loss and I am so grateful for you, too. 19 years is amazing and she obviously had the best life could offer a cat: Warmth, love, humans who stood by her and provided her a stable family for her whole life.
May. 25th, 2013 09:27 pm (UTC)
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