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[atalantapendrag]

I took a bunch of phone calls, but I finally found a mobile vet willing and able to come by. Kidney failure. I held Molly and told stories about her while the vet (who was very kind) ended her suffering.

I can't believe my Mollywog is gone.

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[atalantapendrag]

This particular recording blows the socks off the version that was in the film, too. I don't know if you've read The Hunger Games or ever mean to (I found them entertaining but flawed in the way that leaves room for excellent fanfic!), but it's even more heartbreaking in context.


Anya and Hecate are curled up together right now, as they often are. They seem mildly confused, but "mildly confused" is sort of Anya's default setting. I wish I knew how much Hecate understood. Several times in these past couple of days it was her meows, not Molly's, that alerted me to Molly's distress. But after the vet left and Hecate came out of hiding I tried to give her a chance to say goodbye, and she just stared at me. I can't help but think she could tell that Molly wasn't in there anymore.

When my finances recover I am gonna get a memorial tattoo, but I have to decide whether to get some sort of cat image or a quote of Molly Grue's dialogue from THE LAST UNICORN, her namesake.

[sathari]

Poor Hecate! It is hard to know what they understand all the time, especially on something like this.

The ink sounds like a most excellent idea! (I went looking for images of Neil Gaiman's version of Death holding a cat, even before I knew you were thinking about tattoo designs, but I didn't find anything to forward. :( )

The Hunger Games isn't on my to-read list, but it's not on my "Oh UGH NO" list like Twilight is; I am neutral on the subject. But VERY glad you have found music for this. That often helps.

[atalantapendrag]

I took this pic today of Hecate watching over me.

<3 Sandman!Death forever, but it's Discworld!Death that I think of when cats are involved.