A person with whom I have had a history struggled for a long time with the illness that finally brought her to hospice. Wanting to make peace, I visited her there recently. She was not conscious —
— but imagine my delight to find that Lacy Doodle, her beloved cat, was with her, bedside.
Here is a healthy young male version of what Lacy Doodle must have looked like, once upon a time.
Now both person and cat have passed, the latter a few days before the former.
Her partner told me that one morning they saw deer playing right outside their hospice window. It’s not as if this place were in the boonies — it is just minutes away from the very-busy Northwest Arkansas Mall.
I felt so sad when, in taking the video tour at the link above, I saw the very spot where I held out Lacy’s water-dish to her as she drank. Probably too much; she was ill but how ill I don’t think was known at the time.
It is so very comforting to think of person and cat together again now, as they were in life for so long. I am so glad and relieved to think that at the end these friends could have been, but were not, separated from each other.
Here’s to home in hospice. We have learned a few things about death and dying nowadays, and I am very glad for it.