Recently, I thought Spooker was quietly passing over to the Rainbow Bridge. She'd stopped eating and was so weak she could no longer climb the stairs to get onto the bed. I set up a blanket for her under the bed, with her own food and water, and shut the bedroom door so no one could bother her.
I said my good-byes to her, and let her know that if it was her time, I just wanted her to go peacefully.
After several days of just sleeping, she started getting back up to drink water and use her pee pads.
Now, I want to share with you that Spooker has had yet another miracle bounce-back. Her fourth since last New Year's Eve. She's lost a great deal of weight since this picture above was taken, but I want to have memories like this of when she was healthier. She doesn't seem to be suffering or in pain.
I believe she's on her tenth life now. Every time she bounces back, she's a bit weaker, but I never expected her to do any recovery this time. The past two nights, she's been back up on the bed with me, purring and demanding Temptations whenever I get up to go to the loo. Every minute with her is a gift, and I am thankful that she seems to be making the most of her Tenth Life.