Cat in windowsill

Mischief

Mischief arrived in my family when I was ten years old. Several years ago, the two of us came as a package deal during hard times, along with all my worldly possessions and a tank of tropical fish. He sat in a carrier at the back of the car and meowed like a stuck record, all the way to our new home. But it wasn’t long before he was settled into his best life along the river, enjoying the undivided attention of four humans. “He’s not spoilt” we use to say.

Cat sitting by the fire
Didn’t like sharing the heat

One Christmas, he was hit by a car and managed to drag himself home using just his front paws. We held little hope he would survive such a bad accident but the vet managed to pin his pelvis back to his spine and nurse him back to health. He wasn’t quite the same afterwards but we loved him and his wobbly legs nonetheless.

January was the end of the road for Mischief. He may only be a cat but he has been a part of my life for twenty four years and my furry sidekick through a lot of change. I’m so sad he is gone 🙁

Cat as yoda
Yoda cat… sit on you, I will
Cat looking at chicken
Eyes on the prize
Cat next to fish bowl
The “not guilty” face

Mischief was more like a dog. He loved vanilla custard, cuddles, sniffing everything, boxing, having his bum smacked (weird), sunshine, cleaning his white paws, shared the same hungry face as me, let us know when he was ready for bed each evening, took up all space in front of the log burner, stole warm seats, use to wait under “the magic box” (oven) for roast chicken, had absolutely no regard for gadgets and once jumped over the garden wall like a show horse to get treats! In old age, he learnt to get along with dogs and mastered the art of quietly farting and walking away. More to his amusement than ours.

Cat on blanket
Wrapped in a blanket… but not spoilt

Cat sleeping on windowsill

^ The “cat protection ladder” aka a rickety old painting ladder that stopped him slipping off the windowsill when he fell asleep in the sun.

Cat and woman
Bird watching at the back door

Selfie with the cat

When to put a cat down

I’ve written this post partly to remember all Chief’s quirks and partly to help anyone else Googling “when to put a cat down” — reading about other people’s experiences helped us make a decision.

Mischief had arthritis, failing kidneys, tail problems from a nasty fox bite, a dodgy thyroid and old teeth. He was trucking along quite happily for a while but his kidneys got worse, meaning he would no longer survive an anaesthetic and more drugs would have caused them to fail.

Feeding became painful, he was lethargic and clingy, struggled with solid food (hooray for cat soup), wet his bed a few times and seemed generally uncomfortable moving around. His quality of life declined quite quickly towards the end and that signalled it was time to say goodbye. In hindsight, it was absolutely the right decision but a horrible one to be faced with at the time.

Cat on boxes
Modifications for reaching the windowsill
Cat on laptop
Working with a poorly cat on my lap

If you are struggling with the same decision, you might want to consider whether you are starting to notice good days (which suggests bad days are becoming normal) and whether your pet still has quality of life (can eat, drink and clean without discomfort). If you are questioning whether it’s time to say goodbye, they’ve likely reached/are close to that tipping point.

The procedure (putting a cat down)

I Googled the procedure because I wanted to be prepared but our experience (UK) was different to some of the stories I read. I go into details in a moment so you may want to stop reading. We paid a little extra for someone to come to our house because neither of us could face leaving the vets without him — this is personal preference rather than me saying there is a right or wrong way to approach it.

The vet asked where we would like the procedure to take place so we chose one of his favourite spots — a sunny windowsill in the office. Mischief received a combined sedative and painkiller which made him very relaxed within a few minutes. The final injection was administered (in a kidney not through an IV), he took a few deep breaths and passed away with me holding him. It may sound awful but he didn’t show any signs of pain, even during the first injection. Didn’t stop me bawling my eyes out after the vet had left the house with him though!

Cat in the sun

So this concludes the long life of Mischief/Chief/Chieftan. Twenty four years of Mischief making, selective hearing and using us as human heat pads. Even though he had ups and downs, these last few years were still his best. We were so lucky to have him for as long as we did.

11 comments on “Mischief

  1. ❤️😢😻❤️xx

  2. So sorry to hear this Gemma, they really are part of the family aren’t they. He looked like the most cheeky gorgeous cat 🙂 and you have so many lovely memories with him to cherish. Hugs x

    • Gemma Evans

      I had a few cats growing up by he was by far the best 🙂 Very cheeky… always wanted to snuggle up after eating fish haha.

  3. It’s a hard decision but one which I see as the last kind thing we do for our beloved pets. Although it’s difficult to be there at the end, for me it was always the right thing to do and gave me comfort in my grieving. Also writing a eulogy and revisiting the photos was very healing for me. We don’t have any cats now as our new home is too near a road but I stop for a chat with any I meet.

    • Gemma Evans

      That’s the way I see it too. It didn’t feel fair to prolong his life for our happiness, if he was in pain all the time. We booked the vet appointment and made a big fuss of him in the lead up — which included a big pot of vanilla custard! Thanks for your lovely comment and I hope you are able to have a cat again one day <3

  4. To be 24 years old – such a wondrous age and he obviously lived a full life! Sounds as though he was very lucky to have you in his life and to “not spoil” him at all. (I’d do the same things you had done – although the ladder against the window sill is definitely clever and quite thoughtful as well). It’s heartbreaking to say goodbye, but lovely to remember all those special quirks that made him perfectly Mischief.

    • Gemma Evans

      My Nan’s cat reached 21 years old but Mischief is now in first place for family records 🙂 You’re right about having lots of nice memories, I’m glad I took so many photos. Not sure Mischief was at the time!

  5. I’m glad you could do it at home. I often thought that the least we could do it to let them go doing something they enjoyed. We know that our Jackie will not get better and someday we will probably need to make the same decision and I often thought I’d pay whatever it takes to do it at home, in the sun.
    What I didn’t expect that we will have to make this difficult decision way sooner and with our other cat, Pieróg, who we had no idea, had a mass on his lungs.
    It was the most difficult decision I had to make in my entire life and, even though I know this was the best we could do, I still sometimes feel guilty, thinking that maybe we rushed this and there was something that could have been done to help him… Then again, I know there wasn’t and we could only make sure he was not suffering.
    I laugh now that there’s a piece of my heart that has ginger fur on it because I’ll have a piece of Pieróg with me forever <3
    I'm sure you have plenty of great memories from those 24 years with Mischief. Cats are such awesome companions 🙂

    • Gemma Evans

      I’m so sorry to hear about Pieróg 🙁 I read some great advice that said to think how these problems would feel for a human (for perspective). And really, when we looked at Chief towards the end, we could see the light inside him had gone out. As you say, making sure they aren’t suffering is the kindest thing we can do even though it’s hard for us to say goodbye. A furry part of the heart is a nice way to look at it <3

  6. love it…

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