Trouble on the Rainbow Bridge

Many vets have judged Trouble worthy of her name. She came to us when she was about three years old and had originally been called "Precious." After multiple disasters which included the flooding of her family's kitchen when she bit a hole in the water hose that fed the fridge ice maker, she was renamed.

We loved Trouble from the first day she was with us. She was never an easy cat, but she was always fun and pushed us to be the best humans she could make us.

She hasn't been feeling well lately, and became obviously sick on July 4, at age 14. We took her to the cat ER where she was gassed unto submission - no vet has ever been able to examine a conscious Trouble. The vet on duty showed us that Trouble had cancer covering one side of her tongue going back into her throat, so we just sent her on to the Rainbow Bridge without ever having to wake up to more pain.

It's so hard to say goodbye to a friend. I hope someone loves me enough to send me over the bridge when I get too sick to enjoy my life. Sleep sweetly, my little Trouble girl.