Everest

I in shock. I can't believe that my little marbled man has been taken away from his sister Charlotte and myself so soon. Five years is way too short of a time. I remember after I adopted him and his sister and how full of energy they were. He would come running to her whenever she chirped if they weren't in the same room, and she would do the same when he was meowing. They didn't do that much as adults, but on occasion it would happen.

What started out as treating for Rodentia turned into something much worse and the specialist and my vet are puzzled as to what happened. According to what my vet told me about the ultrasound is that there were irregularities in the membrane around the organs. When I asked about the possibility of FIP she said that he mentioned it didn't resemble the fluid normally associated with a cat that has FIP. Other than treating for rodentia you wouldn't have known anything was wrong with him. His behavior didn't change until Sunday night.

I can't believe this. Everest was a very vibrant, outgoing cat. Spunky, full of energy, always playful and affectionate. I remember how after I adopted him that he would suckle on my shirt or against the pillow. I'll miss feeling him lay next to me as I slept. I miss hearing his chirps, his motorboat purr, his big feet and tail, his bright eyes, and the joy and companionship he has brought me. I miss him, and the pain is hard to take.

I feel for his sister. Charlotte knows something isn't right. I've been explaining to her what happened, but I see her glancing around for him and it breaks my heart to pieces.

RIP Everest. I love you and miss you more than you will ever know.

Thank you for the kind words and your condolences, they mean a lot to me.

I'm in shock. I keep wanting to call out to him. I miss feeling the thump as he bounds onto the bed to lay down by me to be pet and loved on and the lick he would give to the tip of my nose. I'd give anything to be able to feel my buddy's purr again.

I'm bummed, crying off and on, and thinking about him a lot. I'm very tired but sleep isn't coming easy. More than anything I worry about Charlotte. She has never been parted from her brother for more than a day until now. She knows something isn't right, and I've been talking to her about it. Every so often she will glance around for him or meow a few times like she is calling for him. It breaks my heart. She is eating, using the box, and doing the things she normally does. I'm giving her lots of extra love and attention.

Thank you.

Everest will be coming home to rest. I should have him back sometime next week. I love my little man.

Thank you.

I just can't believe that one of the two brightest stars in my life is gone. At this point last week and up until this past Sunday my boy was so full of life and energy...and then he was taken away from us. This next week is going be rough with the wound in my heart being so fresh.

Charlotte and I love you and miss you Everest. Play well with Shadow and Midnight until we can be reunited again.

Thank you for your condolences and your support, they are much appreciated.

I've been thinking about you a lot these past few days. Yesterday was one month since you made your journey over the bridge. I miss you, Ev.