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I adopted Romeo a few days after I had to put my Scarlett to sleep this past July. He looked so much like her, but big and healthy and robust. He walked up to me at the shelter and meowed. I picked him up and he gave me kisses, and I knew I had to take him.
I never thought I could love a cat as much as Romeo. I loved Scarlett, but she had serious, major health problems from the moment we got her, so I was guarded. And I thought I was a dog person. But I fell hard for Romeo, he was my cat soul mate. Every morning he'd be sitting next to me in the bed, just waiting for me to wake up. When I did, he'd nuzzle me and give me kisses. He was never away from me.
He was so, so laid back. He loved people, cats, and dogs. I'm getting divorced, and it really helped to think that I'd have Romeo there with me through everything.
He was a big guy when I got him, but he was gradually losing weight. At first I just thought he was slimming down on the grain free food, but it was more than that. The first vet didn't know what to make of it, and in the last few days he stopped eating and drinking. I went to a different vet today (who I've been to before), and she felt that he definitely either had FIP or cancer. He also was anemic, had a heart murmur, low temperature, and was severely dehydrated despite just having an IV a two days ago. It was time to let him go.
I miss him so much already. It was so sudden. But I'm so grateful for the time that I had with him, and I'd do it all again.
I love you, my precious boy. You were the sweetest cat in the world, and I'll miss you forever.
From today:
I never thought I could love a cat as much as Romeo. I loved Scarlett, but she had serious, major health problems from the moment we got her, so I was guarded. And I thought I was a dog person. But I fell hard for Romeo, he was my cat soul mate. Every morning he'd be sitting next to me in the bed, just waiting for me to wake up. When I did, he'd nuzzle me and give me kisses. He was never away from me.
He was so, so laid back. He loved people, cats, and dogs. I'm getting divorced, and it really helped to think that I'd have Romeo there with me through everything.
He was a big guy when I got him, but he was gradually losing weight. At first I just thought he was slimming down on the grain free food, but it was more than that. The first vet didn't know what to make of it, and in the last few days he stopped eating and drinking. I went to a different vet today (who I've been to before), and she felt that he definitely either had FIP or cancer. He also was anemic, had a heart murmur, low temperature, and was severely dehydrated despite just having an IV a two days ago. It was time to let him go.
I miss him so much already. It was so sudden. But I'm so grateful for the time that I had with him, and I'd do it all again.
I love you, my precious boy. You were the sweetest cat in the world, and I'll miss you forever.
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