Last night Isis crossed the rainbow bridge at the hospital. My heart is broken, but it was her time to go, because the doctor performed an autopsy afterwards and found not only did she have the large kidney stone, but cancer of the liver. She was in incredible pain for a long time and never let me know. She never wanted to cause me any problems.
She was a remarkable little girl. From the day that she came into my life she proved how incredibly intelligent she was. I had never had a cat before and she was my first. She instinctively knew that I was sick and would never jump on top of me and would always approach me waiting for me to say “Come on” before she would come close to me. She always had perfect manners. Not once did she ever do anything disruptive. I have another cat, Tigre, and she’s always in trouble.
Isis would walk on a leash with my caregivers. She automatically knew how to use a litter box. She was a very old soul who came to bless my life.
The doctor called me last night and notified me that there was nothing further he could do. As he was preparing the injection for her I took the time to call upon the angels to be with her and all of my previous animals to greet her when she arrived on the other side.
I was on the phone talking to her all the way through the injection to help her pass. I could not be there because of being bedridden, but I made sure that she knew I was with her all the way through.
There will never be another animal in my life that will equal Isis. I knew she was special from the moment I saw her until our last moments. I know that we will be together once again when I meet her at the end of the rainbow bridge.