Farewell Kronk

The journey began early in 2006.  A female cat was pregnant with a litter of kittens. She was eventually abandoned and left on someone's doorstep -- very malnourished and starving.  On May 10, 2006 that female cat gave birth to a litter of kittens.  In that specific litter, there was a little runt.

Nathan and I moved to Iowa at the beginning of August.  One day we found ourselves walking around in the mall and stopped by a pet store. This particular pet store rescued animals.  We looked at the kittens and that's where our adventures with Kronk started.  On August 30th, we adopted Kronk into our family.

We decided to name our cat Kronk after the Disney character from the movie Emperor's New Groove. In the film, the character Kronk talks to squirrels by saying "squeak squeak, squeaker...squeakin'" (it's a Disney movie folks -- anything can happen).  When we were in the pet store our little cat was so small that when he meowed, he squeaked.  Not to mention, the character Kronk in the Disney film is a complete idiot and clueless fool.  Let's just say that the name fit perfectly for our little cat on more than one account.

Kronk was exactly what Nathan and I needed.  He helped me adjust to the big change of moving from sunny California to Iowa, miles and miles away from family and friends.  Kronk kept up my spirits. He was a great companion to Nathan during those late nights of studying, writing papers/dissertation, and eventually submitting all those job applications.  He even provided us with some company and laughs during the late night feedings when Hannah was a baby.

There were many great memories we made with Kronk during our 6 year stay in Iowa: the walks we would go on outside with the leash, him accidentally falling in the toilet, slipping on the ledge of the bathtub and falling in the water, anxiously looking out the sliding door to see Nathan get off the 5:34 pm bus and then bolt to the door to greet him, the snuggling with us on the couch, climbing in the Christmas tree, wrapping presents, always being the inspector and supervisor of any job, climbing in any and every box, etc.

When Hannah came along Kronk wasn't too thrilled.  He liked all the new hiding spots that came along with the crib and changing table, but was very nervous for many months with a new living creature in the house.  Then Hannah became moveable and started realizing he needed to stay out of her reach.  But over the course of 4 years Kronk started to adjust to living with Hannah.  He still kept his distance from Hannah, but he would let her grudgingly pet him every once in a while.

Kronk didn't necessarily love the drive out to Pennsylvania when it came time to move from Iowa, but he definitely enjoyed the larger and more spacious house we moved into.  One of Kronk's favorite things about living here was finding all the warm spots to sleep -- especially by the fireplace.  He sat on every window sill throughout the day and watched the world go by. He also enjoyed finding new nooks and crannies to climb into.

Unfortunately, this last month we noticed Kronk's health had been declining.  On Christmas Eve Nathan and I took him to the vet.  The doctor suspected that Kronk was suffering from some intestinal problems (either inflammatory bowel or cancer), both of which can be treated but the chances of a full or improved recovery were not that great.  Not to mention, the cost involved in providing treatment for the little guy were pricey and complicated.  We decided to run some blood tests and look into things more before deciding what to do.

The blood work revealed what the doctor had initially suspected and we started to come to the realization that we were most likely going to have to put Kronk down.  The big question was -- when?  How do you decided when it is time to end a life?  How do you make a decision like that when the animal can't even give you any input.  It was hard.  Very hard.

When we came back from visiting family though, we found some things that indicated we needed to put Kronk down.  We called the vet and scheduled the appointment.  Prior to dropping Hannah off at the neighbors we tried to tell her that we were taking Kronk to a pet doctor, but that he wasn't going to be coming back.  The concept was way over her head.

After Nathan dropped Hannah off at the neighbors he came back and Nathan and I had a few minutes to ourselves with Kronk.  It was actually very hard and sad.  This was our last few moments with the little guy in our home.  After some time we loaded Kronk into his cat carrier, we got in the car and drove away.  Kronk would never return home.

The vet is about 10 minutes from where we live, but it was a long, sobering drive.  Well, perhaps one of the reasons why it seemed longer is because we were driving through an ice storm.  We arrived at the vet and waited in a room for a few minutes before the doctor came in to talk to us.

Eventually, they took Kronk back to sedate him before putting him down.  They brought us back after the initial sedation and let us say our last final goodbyes.  I didn't want to be present for the euthanizing injection, so I took off Kronk's collar and left the room.  A few minutes later (11:11 am), Nathan came out of the room.  It was done. Our little kitty was gone, and he went peacefully.

It was an emotional day.  Kronk was part of our lives for 8 years.  He was the first "addition" to our family.  He was a blast to have, and we thoroughly enjoyed him.  One of the things we loved about Kronk was that he never grew out of that "kitty phase."  He always stayed idiotic and foolish.  Kronk gave us 8 years of laughter and love, and we will have a lifetime of memories.  Thank you Kronk for being part of our family.  You will be greatly missed.

Kronk

Born: May 10, 2006

Adopted: August 30, 2006

Died:January 3, 2015