We just laid Miss Jinx to rest a little while ago in the garden. She passed around ten this evening and it was quick and gentle as could be as she simple lay down and went to sleep for the last time.

I knew it was going to happen, at least sometime within the next day or so; we all knew it was her time, and Emile and I had decided to stop with her treatment. That damn stubbornness and bitchy attitude of hers is what did it. The medicine helped, she got strong--really, really strong, woke up and decided she did not like things one bit, thank you very much; the holding down and taste of the crap. And who could blame her? Shit is cherry flavored and a thick syrup--yuck! So because her body was at low reserves due to her prev hunger strikes, the stress was simply too much. So she fought and fought hard; got one does out of five, bit, clawed, stopped eating completely, and as grand finally, after the last dose, got up weakly to return to my room where she was staying to take a rather large piss on the carpet under my computer chair.

Point made, Miss Jinx, so we stopped. It was clear there was no way possible to continue. She had passed the edge by then; to continue would have been a cruelty. Nor was it the stopping of the attempts at medication that did it, since like I said, she fought, and even what little we managed to get into her simply came right up so she was not getting any anyways. Time to let her remaining time be calmer and dignified.

Had eaten nothing for over two days now and I had a feeling, (she was at the front door yesterday, first time in days, and you could tell she wanted to go outside to die,) so all day today I was petting her and telling her that it was all right to rest now, to go to sleep and go find Timber to play with. The chair where she was staying is surrounded by his stuffed toys which she adopted and always played with after his death. Basically, anything I could do to bring her some comfort, even though she was weak and not in any true pain. I would like to think they helped when we could not be with her ourselves.

About nine p.m. I was tired and went into the tub, before doing so I said to Emile to go in and pet her. She had made a few soft meows once earlier in the evening, so I asked him to listen in case she did such again. She did and he did. Emile stayed petting her for about fifteen minutes and she settled a few moments into it. He told me (later) that he had also told her everything was fine and to go to sleep now.

Not more then ten minutes after that I got out of the tub and came into my room and saw she had done so.

It hurts like hell and there are many tears, since she was the last bit of, well, happiness and emotional comfort and support that Emile and I have during these trying times. Yes, we do have each other, still, those of you with pets and no other true family will understand.

Still, she is at peace now like she wanted, and even though it was only two years, I am happy for that time and what she gave to us. Even customers at the store, Miss Jinx just touched so many lives. Often she would sit outside on the steps, just wait for someone to come by and go great them to be worshipped before turning her back and retaking her throne in the sun. (LOL more then once folks would come in and say “I’m not here to shop, just followed the cat in. What’s her name?”) She would sit with people on the porch and come inside back and forth all day long during our psychic fair days. Had a real nose for people in need, and she would twine herself between the reading psychics’ legs and go up to be petted by the clients, often rubbing against the legs of those who were going through strong emotional episodes, gave them a moment of calmness and centering. She stopped many tears in her time, our Miss Jinx did.

People are going to be devastated this Sunday’s fair. Just two days ago Emile told me (since much of my time has been spent upstairs with her so she was not so often alone) a lady had come in and asked where Miss Jinx was? Emile told her and the lady was floored, heh, damn near as distraught as we ourselves have been. Yeah, this Sunday should be a blast... It will be all right though, even before this we decided we were going to take from Monday 5th till Wed. 14th off. We are exhausted as is, but the time will be needed even more now.

Anyway, Miss Jinx is asleep in the garden where she would be chased as well as chase Timber around in return now. Wrapped and buried with crystals, there is one on top of the ground that I will take with us when we move to retain the connection of such a wonderful soul and spirit.

Goodnight, girl. Thank you for coming into our lives and giving us what you did during the time you had. We love and will never forget you. Rest in peace little lady, you earned it well.

Oh Melissa, honey, I am so, so sorry... I understand what you're going through; Roger and I have been through it twice, now, and it's not an easy pain to deal with. Please know my heart is with you and Emile, my sweet friend.

Oh Dearest what words can I give you to ease this pain…none for there is nothing that would do such a thing, if there were I would do it as quickly as possible. I can only say how sorry I am for this, how I wish it was not so. Yet it sounds as if you gave Miss Jinx a crossing with great dignity and love, she will not forget this as she runs the Summerland pausing to drink a pools of milk and eat all that she would like. I am somehow sure Timber was there to ease her crossing and I do believe that it was Timber that presented Miss Jinx to Goddess Bast where she was praised for her life and given her new job on the other side.
I do not think either of these sweet spirits are done with you and Emile and will find there way back to you to share your life once more when they time is right.

If you need me you know where I am, if you want to add either of these sweethearts that have crossed to my webpage where we honor those who have crossed just let me know, http://www.silverhoofs.com/sumland.htm

May the Goddess ease your pain and give you signs of a complete and easy crossing

Honey, I just read this... and here I am crying at the office. I am so sorry for your loss. She looks absoultely beautiful!! There's no doubt the two of you gave her a wonderful life full of love. My thoughts and hopes are with you. ~ Much Love Always~

Hi Melissa. Just checking in to see how you and Emile are coping.

Hi sweetie. Just checking in to see how you're doing. You and Emile are in my thoughts...

Hey beautiful... Very sad to hear about Miss Jinx... I hope you are ok, I know how it hurts to lose someone you love. My thoughts are with you today... Your friend Shawno

Some tough times, my friend. You guys remain in my prayers. Thanks so much for including the pics and the love they represent.

Hi Melissa. Just popping in to let you know I'm thinking of you...

Hang in there sweet girl. Sorry to hear about Miss Jinx. Hate to see you sad. My thoughts are with you... Your friend Shawno

Hi Melissa. I'm just dropping in while I still can to say thanks for being my friend for so long and to wish you every possible happiness. Things have happened since I was last here; today's post is probably going to cost me friends, and that's why I'm visiting the people on my friends list while I can still visit their blogs. I hope that's okay...

I'm sure your garden will be that much more special to you than ever before. I know because my most beloved pet (Esca) rests in mine.

Hey, sweetie, just coming by to see how you're doing and to let you know I'm thinking of you...

Really sorry about your loss.

oh...how are you doing dearie? i know its painful to lose someone dear to us. i just hope you're fine now.

Hi Melissa... Just dropping by to say hi and wish you a good day and a good week ahead. Hope to see you posting again soon, and I really hope things are going well with your house-hunting...