Amadeus died tragically and unexpectedly after sustaining a dog bite. At first glance, I thought it was just a scratch on his tail, it wasn't bleeding (it had been, but wasn't when I saw it), and I didn't move the hair out of the way to see how bad it was. The vet just said to keep an eye on him. 3 days later, he was vomiting and not moving much. I took him to the vet, and they looked closer at the wound site, which was a dog bite at the base of his tail that went all the way to the bone. They cleaned it out, and gave him a shot of antibiotic. The vet seemed concerned but was glad I brought him in when I did. He said that he should be fine, but to bring him in the following week if he wasn't in a few days. He seemed to be very still and unmotivated to move but I thought it was just the antibiotics working on him, much like when you get a cat their yearly shots they get kinda sleepy all day. The next morning, he was dead. I saw him take his last breath but I didn't believe it. I rushed him to the vet even though he wasn't breathing/responsive at this time. The vet seemed surprised. I guess he just got an infection that was too much for him to bear.
I was distraught and inconsolable. I think Amadeus meant more to me than any human on this earth. I felt so guilty, like I should have paid more attention and looked closer to make sure he was ok, or just taken him to the vet regardless. I still feel guilty. This has been the hardest thing I've ever had to cope with.
Amadeus left behind a brother, Sebastian. Sebastian is very loving and affectionate towards me and has really helped me through this. I haven't cried this hard in a while over it, and I think part of the healing process is writing about it. I want to scrapbook my favorite pictures and memories of Amadeus, but every time I think about it, I start to cry. I have his ashes in a beautiful wooden box beside my bed.
Amadeus has been gone for 2 months, and it is not any less painful. I know someday it will get easier. Sebastian has been a wonderful kitty though. 3 weeks ago a random stray kitten ran into my apartment... so affectionate, cuddly, and the two of them get along ok. A sign from God? A sign that He wants me to move on and stop hurting? Maybe...
R.I.P. Handsome man... I love you, and miss you dearly, and look forward to the day when I'll see you again and get to hold you in my arms.
I was distraught and inconsolable. I think Amadeus meant more to me than any human on this earth. I felt so guilty, like I should have paid more attention and looked closer to make sure he was ok, or just taken him to the vet regardless. I still feel guilty. This has been the hardest thing I've ever had to cope with.
Amadeus left behind a brother, Sebastian. Sebastian is very loving and affectionate towards me and has really helped me through this. I haven't cried this hard in a while over it, and I think part of the healing process is writing about it. I want to scrapbook my favorite pictures and memories of Amadeus, but every time I think about it, I start to cry. I have his ashes in a beautiful wooden box beside my bed.
Amadeus has been gone for 2 months, and it is not any less painful. I know someday it will get easier. Sebastian has been a wonderful kitty though. 3 weeks ago a random stray kitten ran into my apartment... so affectionate, cuddly, and the two of them get along ok. A sign from God? A sign that He wants me to move on and stop hurting? Maybe...
R.I.P. Handsome man... I love you, and miss you dearly, and look forward to the day when I'll see you again and get to hold you in my arms.
for months, and her going was not unexpected. Grief takes it's own time.
, Amadeus.
Rest in peace handsome darling... 
so sorry for your unexpected loss of your lovely boy 
