Circe

Circe was only 3 months old when she passed away… I only had her for 3 weeks but it was the best 3 weeks of my life. She was the sweetest cat, although she had quite some sass and would attack me in my sleep… and especially attacked the vets but they never got to see how much of a sweetheart she was. She was energetic, loving and very sassy. She may have been sick for those 3 weeks she was with me but I know that she lived a very full and loving time, every second of the day I was with her I loved her and I showed her by either playing her favorite game, or by letting her lay on my neck and practically choke me, or by just giving her wayyy too many kisses. When I woke up the first thing id see was her staring at me, when I got home I got greeted by affection and sometimes an attack to my ankles, and when id go to bed she would cuddle up next to me or on me. Circe was the sweetest kitten in the world and her death has shattered me quite a lot… I would have given my kidney if it meant she would live a happy healthy life with or without me in it but unfortunately god had different plans. I think god put her in my hands so I could love her and be there in her last breath. God gave me this lesson that life is unexpected and to be grateful for what is around. Circe taught me that love comes in unexpected ways… when i was at the shelter looking to adopt i had my eye on another kitty but circe jumped on my back and practically chose me. I speak of god because it gives me peace to think that this was his plan, and he gave me her so that I could give her the best life possible before she passed, and I really hope I did.
The first night I had her, she was sick, I brought her to the emergency vet and they diagnosed her with FLUTD, her bladder could have burst. A lot of people may have thought to give her back to the shelter, but I didnt even think about it. That night when I drove her back home I promised to give her the best, and I tried. 4 days before she passed, I had brought her to the vet, and they told me that she was getting better… maybe the FLUTD wasnt chronic. I had also asked them to trim her nails but because she was feisty she refused and was not having it. The next day i bought nail clippers for cats and I trimmed her nails, this was big for me biggest it meant she trusted me. Circe loved when I held her paws, im not too sure why.
The day before she passed I could tell something was very wrong, I brought her to the vet twice. My baby was sick again, and i worried because I had promised to give her the best life and if this was something major I didnt have the financial means to take care of it. I thought of all the options. The morning of her passing I had decided to surrender my rights, that way she would have the best chance. The shelter told me that theres really was nothing they could do even if I surrendered my rights… treatment would be too hard on her, and she would keep declining.
And so my kitten who had turned 3 months 1 1/2 weeks prior passed away and maybe she is in kitty heaven right now playing with a bunch of toys, with other cats, maybe my deceased dog and her are getting in trouble and eating all the chicken treats they can.
To circe, the kitten I chose because she attacked me. To circe the sweetest yet sassiest kitten Ive ever met. Rest in peace