In this blog, Barry talks about how important his pets are to him, the impact of losing his cat Ruby, and getting new kittens.
Who I am and why I am writing this
My name is Barry Smith, and I am 44 years old, I have cerebral palsy which is a physical disability. Down to having this, I am in a power wheelchair, and I use Lightwriter which is a communication aid. I live by myself. Four weeks ago I saw my nine-year-old cat was very ill so me and my Mum took her to the vet with one of my P.A.
The outcome of seeing the vet
When we saw the vet she saw Ruby were ill. The vet told me there were two things we could do, which are send her for blood tests or put her to sleep, she was at the vet the week before with the same thing. I asked the vet what would you do if you were me. She told me I would personally put it to sleep because she was in so much pain, As soon as I heard this I asked the vet can you do it today. I loved her so much I didn’t want her to be in any pain but could I have a few minutes to say goodbye to her. The vet were happy to do this for me. When I had a few minutes with my sweet Ruby I thanked her for being my cat and told her to go off to the sky without any pain but felt so sad. The vet asked do I want her pawprint. I said yes please and she then asked do I want her ashes back in a little cat vase I said yes please because she would be coming home with me.
Saying to to Ruby my cat and how I felt
When the vet came back into the room and my mum petted Ruby I were heart break because I knew I wouldn’t be able to pet her again. The vet put it in to send her to sleep. I were so upset and I cried which isn’t like me but I knew she had a happy life. As soon I came out of the vet I knew I wanted a little kitten but I knew I needed time to get my head around what happened to my little Ruby. As soon I got home I knew I wanted a little kitten.
Twelve days later
I got a 8 week kitten, but this time it was a little boy who was a black and white kitten, same as Ruby. As soon as I saw him I loved him but I had no name for him for five days, because I wanted a name I could say and people could understand what I was saying without me using my communication aid all the time. The next few days I play with him and I work out how I can give feed myself.
I personally remember feeling like I won the lottery because I felt so happy, but I still miss little Ruby. Then I thought to myself what do you think Ruby would tell me to do she would think “Standing by your boy kitten and give him all the love you gave me over 9 years.” Just then I said a name so everyone could understand what I was saying what was Leaon, I like that name so I called him Leaon and I can say it Leaon and I love him so much. A few days later I made up my mind to get one more. At first I was going to get a boy but got a girl and call her Amy. Now my family is my kittens and I love them so much although Ruby will always be in my heart.