Martini Rests in Peace


This is the post I never wanted to write…  Well, I might have been ok writing it in another 15 or 20 years… Maybe (yes, I realize that’s not realistic, but a girl’s gotta dream)…

Martini went to be with the angels yesterday afternoon.  After her bout with pancreatitis landed her at the vet for an overnight stay for IV fluids, I went to visit her yesterday hoping that she would be feeling perky and mad about being stuck in a cage and ready to go home.  Sadly, she wasn’t improving, and she hadn’t eaten at all.  She purred and purred when she saw me, and Jon and I spent awhile petting her and scratching her chin.  But it was clear that there was no longer a hope for a good quality of life.  I’m just comforted by the fact that she was purring at the end.

But instead of thinking about how heartbroken I am, I want to think about how my joy she brought to my life and how she is now in a better place.  So, I thought I would share a little about the life she lived.

Martini came to me on February 5, 2004, from the Alternative Humane Society.  She had gotten a death row reprieve from them, because she had been at the regular Humane Society and was slated for euthanasia.  She got been there for about 4 months, and had gotten kennel stress and started biting people who came to see her.  They told me she was between three and four years old, but she could have been several years older than that.  The Alternative Humane Society was so excited that someone wanted her (I saw her pic on the website and called about her), that they had her spayed and delivered her still groggy to my house!  Where she hid in my closet for the next three days.

On the third night, she came out of the closet and climbed up on my bed.  Where she slept every night for the rest of her life, except for three nights she spent in the vet’s office.  They had said she was picked up as a stray, but once she settled in, it was clear that she had a family at one point.  She just loved being around people too much.  She loved sitting on my lap, and hated when I gave any attention to my other cats.

Martini Before Her Protein Allergy

Martini Before Her Protein Allergy

Although she was a lover, she had a very strong personality.  She made it known when she wasn’t pleased about something; she had a long list of things that made her mad…  Rubbing her belly for too long, touching her paws, brushing her and pulling on her hair to get the mats out, repositioning her if she was sitting on your lap and you wanted to reach for something, trimming her claws, giving her pills, letting the other cats sit next to you…  Like I said, it was a long list.

Martini Playing in a Shoebox

Martini Playing in a Shoebox

We had a bad scare in 2009 when she became violently ill with uncontrollable vomiting.  A night at the emergency vet for IV fluids perked her up, but three weeks later she was severely ill again.  A referral to the ultrasound specialist saved her life, revealing that she had a protein allergy.  Once we knew that’s what it was, changing her food put her on the path to recovery.  But she wanted everything that was bad for her.  She trolled around the kitchen, looking to cash in on our rookie mistakes.  Once, she grabbed a giant steak that was marinating on the counter and managed to get it under the bed, where she was gnawing on it when Jon found her.  Over the years, she absconded with strips of prosciutto, slices of pizza and chunks of chicken.  She grabbed chunks of canned tuna from the sink, and once, when feeling particularly desperate (she was fasting for a blood test), got into the garbage and made a sad meal out of a tomato.

Martini "Snuggling" With Oliver

Martini “Snuggling” With Oliver

But it wasn’t all hijinks and grumpiness.  Martini loved to snuggle.  She slept with me every night, in her later years preferring a spot under the covers to keep warm.  She snuggled in by my chest, and when I rolled over, she would tiptoe up over my head and take her position back up on the other side.  She loved to scare Jon by being next to him staring at him when he woke up with a cat in his face!  She never tired of nap-time and loved those lazy weekend days when I would take a nap in the afternoon.  She loved to sit with me for TV watching, movies or just visiting with friends.  She was content just being with me.

I will miss my sweet kitty.  I already do.  I will treasure the nine years I got to spend with her.

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30 thoughts on “Martini Rests in Peace

  1. Oh, I am so sad with you. Knowing how much happiness she brought and how happy she was is a gift to treasure. Oliver will have a bit of a challenge getting used to her not being there too and he would love the extra attention. Thoughts and prayers to you and your family.

    • Thank you – it will take some time to adjust to her being gone. Fortunately, we do have another kitty too, Oscar, so Oliver isn’t alone, but they are a bit unsettled… like me. Thanks for the kind thoughts.

  2. I am so sad she is gone. I am so glad I got to spend time with her and witness the thievery first hand, the bossiness but most of all how cuddly and sweet she could be…RIP Martini for such a tiny being you leave a big space.

  3. So sorry to hear this. I lost my dog of fourteen years a couple years ago and I think about her often. I think about not only what a great dog she was but also about the changes that she witnessed (and inspired) in my own life. Thanks for sharing and invoking even more memories of her.

    • Thank you! No matter what, there is never enough time. Crazy to think that she saw me meet Jon, get married and move to a new house – where she loved being the gatekeeper of the stairs! I imagine I will think of Martini often too.

  4. So sorry about your loss… They become parts of our families, and it really hurts when they go away… But we get to keep and cherish the memories…

    • Thank you – she really was part of the family. Strange how someone that was just 6 pounds, could make the world revolve around her. I should aspire to that kind of presence!

  5. I’m so sorry about Martini. It is so, so hard to lose a friend. I’m glad you were there with her at the end and I hope you are comforted by the love you gave each other. They are the most faithful of friends, aren’t they?

  6. I’m so sorry to hear about your beautiful Martini. I’m currently struggling with a near 18-year-old kitty with IBS and possible pancreatitis. More than anything, I think about how much life we’ve lived together. The thought of my Pea not being around just doesn’t seem right. I, too, want another 15-20 years! You have my heartfelt condolences. Martini was one lucky cat.

    • Thank you. And I’m so sorry to hear about the troubles you are going through with Pea. Even worse, I don’t even have any encouraging words about pancreatitis… Treasure all the time you get, and be comforted knowing that you are doing all you can to do right by Pea. Almost 18 proves that you are!

  7. I’m so sorry to read about Martini, she sounds like she was a beautiful cat with lots of personality. At least she won’t have to go through horrible chemo any more. You have written a beautiful tribute to her, take care, Jen xx

    • Thank you! She was a very special cat – I feel blessed to have had her. I know she isn’t in pain anymore and I feel so grateful for that, but that spot where she would sleep snuggled in next to me is just so empty lately…

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