Sometimes we are given choices, sometimes we are not. A battle long fought only to end with defeat due to something unpredicted is one that feels bitter and pointless.
After 3 weeks of suffering and struggling to keep her alive, the last battle was on a field that had been unseen. I had rushed her to the emergency vet the second I noticed something was wrong. I paid all of my savings into it. 6 visits total each averaging 500$ each. There were x-rays, medications, and assorted other un-pleasantries. I fought hard. I took donations from friends. Something I swore I’d never do. But for her, I did.
I would have done anything for her, I would have given everything for her.

Thursday July 10th Maru went into the Vet for an ultrasound. She was such a small sweet kitty that everyone was happy to see her again, and she had quickly become the office favorite. She was received with love.

When the results came back, it was discovered that her intestines were twisted and something was blocking them. The doctor put her under for surgery to help her. However, she was so weak and sick from her Liver malfunctioning that her heart stopped. They tried to revive her, but she was gone. She just couldn’t go on. Her body was so small and weak that she just couldn’t go anymore. She gave up.

Maru was a sweet kitty. Her life began in the mud and rain of an Arkansas spring storm. Her mother just a kitten had trouble with this first liter, and had become sick. Her kittens were ravened with infection and disease. I carefully cared for Maru from that very first day. From just moments after her birth, I had her and cared for her and her mother. Her mother was then (originally a stray) adopted by my good friend Katie. And Maru traveled the country with me. We saw Georgia, and Florida, then Virginia, and Florida again. We cuddled and huddled through thunder, we watched movies, we created artwork, we sang, and we cried, and we grew. Everywhere I went everything I did, I knew Maru was there at the end of the day waiting for my lap. She loved to play in the shower, and she enjoyed the warm sun. she cuddled at the right time, and she hugged everyone that came to the house. She was wise, smart, sassy, and sweet. Never did she ever scratch, bite, or cry when the babies pet the “kitty”.

Never had there EVER been created a sweeter more perfect cat ever then Maru. She was everyone’s instant favorite.

She is dearly missed. My heart hurts so badly and I am in a dark lonely place now without her. Each moment seems vacant. I no-longer can look forward to the end of the day. I know now that when I come home, there will be no Maru there waiting for my lap.

And so, I weep. I bleed, and I cry.

I am a better person for knowing her, and she will be missed.

She was LOVED.