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To quote my wife...

"We put my first baby down yesterday. She was almost 10 years old, and she has been by my side for almost 9 years. She had kidney failure back in May, but we got her better. This time, nothing was making her better. So we let her go. I held her on my lap the way we always cuddle for awhile, made her feel loved and got her to purr and then Dr. Jenny came in and did it without moving her. It was so quick. As soon as she confirmed her heart had stopped, my husband and I both gave her a kiss and then made Jenny take her. I couldn’t look at her so lifeless. She was gone.
We got her shortly after moving in with my in-laws on February 4th, 2008. It was hard for me to live with them, but having her made coping easier. She was actually my mother-in-law’s gift to herself after her dog died, but I was home all the time and she bonded with me. We moved out about 10 months later and she stayed with them. About a year later she started peeing on furniture and the carpet in the basement. So my mother-in-law was going to take her back to the shelter.
Instead we took her and moved to another state away from all of our family. She made us into a family of 3 though. She was my companion and my comfort when Steve went to basic training and tech school. Steve and I had never been apart for so long with so little contact, but I had her. She was all I had again 2 years later when he deployed. I was never truly alone because of her.
She really was the sweetest, friendliest, softest, most loving beautiful cat ever. She loved sleeping on top of me until I’d push her off. Then she’d sleep by my side or by my feet. She was a lap cat. She loved to be brushed. She loved head pets the most. She’d let me pet her tummy as long as I wanted, and she’d even let me carry her around on her back, cradled like a baby. You knew you were giving her the best pets if she started to drool. She always knew when to comfort me. She gave kisses (licking our cheeks or chin), whether we wanted them or not. More so if her food bowl was empty.
She loved, treats and catnip, but hated wet food. Her favorite toys were feathered. She’d rather watch you slowly slither a toy across the floor than actively chase it. She loved boxes of all sizes and chewing them to pieces. She loved to dangle herself off the top of her cat tree, sometimes choking herself in the process.
She had some bad habits too of course. Chewing on cords being the worst. She once bit a christmas light off. I was so worried she swallowed some of the glass because she broke the bulb but thankfully, she didn’t. She didn’t have the best eye sight either often missing bugs and food right in front of her. When I worked, she would always run to greet me at the door when I came home.
She liked to play rough sometimes too. She’d bite, but never hard enough to hurt or draw blood. She knew when to stop. I feel bad about this, but since Hayden was born, I hadn’t been able to give her as much attention. She started nipping at my arms in the evening for me to pet her. It was cute, but I wish I had given her more attention now.
I miss her so much. I keep crying when I think about her. I try not to think about her while I have Hayden in my arms though. He’s definitely a good distraction and I let him sleep with me all night last night because I just needed his cuddles.
I’m glad I got one last picture of her (the bottom pic). And I’m glad I could make her feel loved one last time because she was so incredibly loved.
R.I.P. my sweet Jasmine."

Description
To quote my wife...

"We put my first baby down yesterday. She was almost 10 years old, and she has been by my side for almost 9 years. She had kidney failure back in May, but we got her better. This time, nothing was making her better. So we let her go. I held her on my lap the way we always cuddle for awhile, made her feel loved and got her to purr and then Dr. Jenny came in and did it without moving her. It was so quick. As soon as she confirmed her heart had stopped, my husband and I both gave her a kiss and then made Jenny take her. I couldn’t look at her so lifeless. She was gone.
We got her shortly after moving in with my in-laws on February 4th, 2008. It was hard for me to live with them, but having her made coping easier. She was actually my mother-in-law’s gift to herself after her dog died, but I was home all the time and she bonded with me. We moved out about 10 months later and she stayed with them. About a year later she started peeing on furniture and the carpet in the basement. So my mother-in-law was going to take her back to the shelter.
Instead we took her and moved to another state away from all of our family. She made us into a family of 3 though. She was my companion and my comfort when Steve went to basic training and tech school. Steve and I had never been apart for so long with so little contact, but I had her. She was all I had again 2 years later when he deployed. I was never truly alone because of her.
She really was the sweetest, friendliest, softest, most loving beautiful cat ever. She loved sleeping on top of me until I’d push her off. Then she’d sleep by my side or by my feet. She was a lap cat. She loved to be brushed. She loved head pets the most. She’d let me pet her tummy as long as I wanted, and she’d even let me carry her around on her back, cradled like a baby. You knew you were giving her the best pets if she started to drool. She always knew when to comfort me. She gave kisses (licking our cheeks or chin), whether we wanted them or not. More so if her food bowl was empty.
She loved, treats and catnip, but hated wet food. Her favorite toys were feathered. She’d rather watch you slowly slither a toy across the floor than actively chase it. She loved boxes of all sizes and chewing them to pieces. She loved to dangle herself off the top of her cat tree, sometimes choking herself in the process.
She had some bad habits too of course. Chewing on cords being the worst. She once bit a christmas light off. I was so worried she swallowed some of the glass because she broke the bulb but thankfully, she didn’t. She didn’t have the best eye sight either often missing bugs and food right in front of her. When I worked, she would always run to greet me at the door when I came home.
She liked to play rough sometimes too. She’d bite, but never hard enough to hurt or draw blood. She knew when to stop. I feel bad about this, but since Hayden was born, I hadn’t been able to give her as much attention. She started nipping at my arms in the evening for me to pet her. It was cute, but I wish I had given her more attention now.
I miss her so much. I keep crying when I think about her. I try not to think about her while I have Hayden in my arms though. He’s definitely a good distraction and I let him sleep with me all night last night because I just needed his cuddles.
I’m glad I got one last picture of her (the bottom pic). And I’m glad I could make her feel loved one last time because she was so incredibly loved.
R.I.P. my sweet Jasmine."