My precious baby FAng

tomorrow will be a week, and it feels like an hour. Haven't skipped crying several times each day. I am worried about my other two. Fang was the glue. He groomed them both, they loved him. they were never that close with each other, and any head bumping between them was with Fang in the middle. Now they pass each other without even a sniff. they don't want to eat next to each other, and spike doesn't come into the bedroom to remind us to get out of bed. Fang was talker, and it is very quiet now. I try to distract myself, but alway end up bawling, no matter what I am doing, or where I am. I miss him so much, and I feel so guilty, and helpless, and angry. It is so painful. My heart hurts.

Originally Posted by gailuvscats

tomorrow will be a week, and it feels like an hour. Haven't skipped crying several times each day. I am worried about my other two. Fang was the glue. He groomed them both, they loved him. they were never that close with each other, and any head bumping between them was with Fang in the middle. Now they pass each other without even a sniff. they don't want to eat next to each other, and spike doesn't come into the bedroom to remind us to get out of bed. Fang was talker, and it is very quiet now. I try to distract myself, but alway end up bawling, no matter what I am doing, or where I am. I miss him so much, and I feel so guilty, and helpless, and angry. It is so painful. My heart hurts.

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For the pain.
I am so sorry to read about Fang. There was nothing you could have done. You do know now what to look for and maybe that's why he came to you. I am sorry he went so young and left your heart broken

Originally Posted by gailuvscats

tomorrow will be a week, and it feels like an hour. Haven't skipped crying several times each day. I am worried about my other two. Fang was the glue. He groomed them both, they loved him. they were never that close with each other, and any head bumping between them was with Fang in the middle. Now they pass each other without even a sniff. they don't want to eat next to each other, and spike doesn't come into the bedroom to remind us to get out of bed. Fang was talker, and it is very quiet now. I try to distract myself, but alway end up bawling, no matter what I am doing, or where I am. I miss him so much, and I feel so guilty, and helpless, and angry. It is so painful. My heart hurts.

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How sad for you - Joey was only 5 - like Fang, taken in the prime of life I kept a "Losing Joey" diary for awhile, and I read it when I get a crying jag (so it gets read alot). I understand the bleak, dreary days. Alex sleeps with me; Kyle follows me; Todd watches me cook dinner; Andrea likes to be the cop/judge; JC is still JC; Kelli likes the same toys as Joey - put them all together, and there is still no replacement. I go home and the bed is so lonely, and the nights so long - I turn over & Joey's gone, and then I wake up sad, and fight to go back to sleep
I wish that I had words to make you feel better, but I'm feeling pretty lousy myself. My comfort is that our dear boys are out of pain, playing happily over Rainbow Bridge, and that we have our dear TCS family to support us. Sending you prayers and thoughts for comfort and healing

I'm so sorry you're feeling this pain. You were wonderful to Fang and were there when he needed you the most. Sometimes they come to us and stay so briefly in our world, but the love we share is so intense.I'm sorry your other babies are grieving. I hope, in time, your healing can begin. R.I.P Fang

Originally Posted by gailuvscats

tomorrow will be a week, and it feels like an hour. Haven't skipped crying several times each day. I am worried about my other two. Fang was the glue. He groomed them both, they loved him. they were never that close with each other, and any head bumping between them was with Fang in the middle. Now they pass each other without even a sniff. they don't want to eat next to each other, and spike doesn't come into the bedroom to remind us to get out of bed. Fang was talker, and it is very quiet now. I try to distract myself, but alway end up bawling, no matter what I am doing, or where I am. I miss him so much, and I feel so guilty, and helpless, and angry. It is so painful. My heart hurts.

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Oh Gail, I'm so terribly sorry for your loss. Gosh, I just feel so bad.

Pansy and Spike of course miss him as much as you do, and it will take them time to adjust to the loss, too. They may, with time turn to each other, but I understand your worry. It's only been a few days, you are all still in shock.

I'm so sorry. Fang

Gail, I'm so sorry you lost Fang so young and so unexpectedly. Don't beat yourself up - HCM is something that very often goes undiagnosed, and even when it is, its progress can only be slowed, not stopped.

, Fang. You were obviously loved very much.

Gail, I'm so sorry I'm just now seeing this thread. Of course it's still really raw, especially as it happened so quickly and was so unexpected! I'm so sorry, sweetie. He was a beautiful boy. I know he's doing his best to comfort you from the Bridge - but it just doesn't replace their touch or their talk. Of course your heart hurts.






Play happily over the bridge, Fang.

Saturday is two weeks. I can't stop crying and remembering. I miss Fang so much. He was the friendliest cat I ever knew. He had humble beginnings being neglected and out on the streets to fend for himself in a bitter, bitter cold winter. Finally, his drug dealer owner went to jail, and the rescue group took him in, and I adopted him a few weeks later. He was so malnourished that his hair was wirey, no soft. He had food allergies, and soft poo. he had a broken incisor, and ended up getting two other teeth removed as they were cracked. We got all that fixed and With such a horrible beginning, he always greeted strangers to the house, he followed me from room to room, sat on my lap with every opprortunity, rubbed against my legs whenever I was standing in the kitchen, would look at me and meow hello. He sat on the side of the tub while I bathed, and batted his feet in the water, and licked his paw. He was a once in a lifetime cat and I am so grateful I got to know him. He died way to early at 7. RIP my beloved baby. I wish I could have done more for you, that I would have recognized the warning signs that something was not right with you. I didn't know. I am so sorry.

I am so so sorry about your beloved little boy Fang. Guilt is a teribble emotional weight and I fully understand why you have it. I am sure you know you did not do anything wrong. Fang was a sweetheart for sure and he will always love you for everyhting that you did for him. It is so very very difficult to lose them. for you in these awfully difficult times! Little Fang please stop by and comfort your mommy!
Marina

Tomorrow is three weeks. I am still crying everyday, a few times. It is getting easier to function between bouts of tears. I miss him so much. The other two miss him too. Every morning we all stare at the spot Fang should be sitting. Spike keeps looking back and forth for him, as if he will walk out of the bedroom any minute. they are not any closer to each other or me. I am hoping when it gets cold, we will all cuddle together. They don't sleep with me. Before, they did, but now I realize they were sleeping with Fang, not me.
We all loved him so much.

I'm so sorry to hear about your loss Fang was a very handsome boy. He knows he was loved very much. Unexpected loss has to be one of the worst Hang in there sweetie.

RIP Fang