i always loved cats. i always used to say how cool it would be to have a cat that would let me hold him whenever i want, let me take him to bed and cuddle him all night just like a stuffed animal. Well my wish came true. I moved out when i was 18, the 1st apartment i looked at there was a teeny tiny white and black puff ball in the foyer. it was love at 1st sight. turned out it belong to the girl who lived in the downsrairs apartment. well me and brandon ended up taking the upstiars partment and becoming friends with Jen, the girl downstaires. Right from the start me and Sabastian had a special connection. he always wanted to be around me. whenever jen would open her door, sabastian would come running right up to my place and be with me. During that time i was in school and tne 1st thig he would do is lay across all the assignments i had spread across the floor. Jen knew he was hanging with me so she was always cool with it and would let him stay upstairs with me for a while.
Then the day came where Jen said she was moving. I cant tell you sad i was thinking i wasnt going to see sabastian anymore, until she asked if i wanted to take him since he liked me more anyway...i was delighted! i knew that cat was mine for good no matter where i went. He was there for me for 16yrs, through many moves, but he was always there for me. i moved alot and moving somewhere that wouldnt accept him just wasnt an option!
i think in everyones life theres always one pet that you will have a special connection with you will never experience again, and that was sabastian. Ive had plenty cats but the connection between me and Baswa was alot different. He was the most chill cat ever, i think everyone loved him that was ever at the apartments.
i could just pick him up and hold him forever, never squirmed, would just purr non stop and let me love him. Same thing for bedtime. i would lay him next to me, cuddle him and fall alseep to his purr. The cat loved me and I loved him. In time he would just cuddle up next to me and purr, same thig with bed, when it was time for bed he would hop up on his spot, right next to my head and purr me to sleep. Sometimes id wake up halfway on him and be so scared i hurt him but there he was to give me a good morning purr. He has some health rpoblems even since he was young. he had a heart murmer, went thru a phase of alot of urinary tract infections and even had to have surgery to get bladder stones removed. he was a fighter tho, always purring and recovering quickly. I def spent a ton on that cat but i dont care. he was my "son". always will be. I'll never forget the very 1st time i went to California for a week. My room mates said he hid under the stove the whole time. i think he thought i abandonded him...NEVER! I'm going to miss his love bites. even as he was older when he played he bit hard and had an obsession with feet! im going to miss his crazy attacks on my feet and arms so much. he also used to love to knead and suckle anything soft. i thought it was adorable. My room mate Amy didnt like it so much when she would come home and all the stuffed animals are her bed were soaking wet with cat slobber lmao. he would follow me around the house, he was always there. This last time he got sick i noticed he wasnt eating as much but i really didnt think much of it as he was still in good spirits and loving. when he stopped eating completlety i got scared and immediatley made a vet appoinment. until the appointment i was giving him water thru a feeding syringe and also feeding him baby food thru a syringe. I started to notice he was hiding under the bed and didnt want to sleep on the bed. i still had high hopes. He was still able to walk around and was able to get him to drink water and he kept soem of the baby food down. so i went to the vets feeling optimistic. the vet noticed right away he was very dehydrated and took him for bloodwork and came back with the grim news. i was holding Sabastian on my lap and the vet told me his kidneys shut down and euthanization was the best choice and if it was his cat he would to the same. I immediatlety started shaking and crying and holding onto sabastian. I looked into his eyes and they said "mom its time to let go" so i went thru with it. I always promised it would be me and him until the end and it was. I stayed right there and told him how much i loved him and thanked him for all the wonderful years he gave me. i stayed with him right until his last breath. I know i did the right thing. as much as i miss my baby right now i know hes at peace.
Then the day came where Jen said she was moving. I cant tell you sad i was thinking i wasnt going to see sabastian anymore, until she asked if i wanted to take him since he liked me more anyway...i was delighted! i knew that cat was mine for good no matter where i went. He was there for me for 16yrs, through many moves, but he was always there for me. i moved alot and moving somewhere that wouldnt accept him just wasnt an option!
i think in everyones life theres always one pet that you will have a special connection with you will never experience again, and that was sabastian. Ive had plenty cats but the connection between me and Baswa was alot different. He was the most chill cat ever, i think everyone loved him that was ever at the apartments.
i could just pick him up and hold him forever, never squirmed, would just purr non stop and let me love him. Same thing for bedtime. i would lay him next to me, cuddle him and fall alseep to his purr. The cat loved me and I loved him. In time he would just cuddle up next to me and purr, same thig with bed, when it was time for bed he would hop up on his spot, right next to my head and purr me to sleep. Sometimes id wake up halfway on him and be so scared i hurt him but there he was to give me a good morning purr. He has some health rpoblems even since he was young. he had a heart murmer, went thru a phase of alot of urinary tract infections and even had to have surgery to get bladder stones removed. he was a fighter tho, always purring and recovering quickly. I def spent a ton on that cat but i dont care. he was my "son". always will be. I'll never forget the very 1st time i went to California for a week. My room mates said he hid under the stove the whole time. i think he thought i abandonded him...NEVER! I'm going to miss his love bites. even as he was older when he played he bit hard and had an obsession with feet! im going to miss his crazy attacks on my feet and arms so much. he also used to love to knead and suckle anything soft. i thought it was adorable. My room mate Amy didnt like it so much when she would come home and all the stuffed animals are her bed were soaking wet with cat slobber lmao. he would follow me around the house, he was always there. This last time he got sick i noticed he wasnt eating as much but i really didnt think much of it as he was still in good spirits and loving. when he stopped eating completlety i got scared and immediatley made a vet appoinment. until the appointment i was giving him water thru a feeding syringe and also feeding him baby food thru a syringe. I started to notice he was hiding under the bed and didnt want to sleep on the bed. i still had high hopes. He was still able to walk around and was able to get him to drink water and he kept soem of the baby food down. so i went to the vets feeling optimistic. the vet noticed right away he was very dehydrated and took him for bloodwork and came back with the grim news. i was holding Sabastian on my lap and the vet told me his kidneys shut down and euthanization was the best choice and if it was his cat he would to the same. I immediatlety started shaking and crying and holding onto sabastian. I looked into his eyes and they said "mom its time to let go" so i went thru with it. I always promised it would be me and him until the end and it was. I stayed right there and told him how much i loved him and thanked him for all the wonderful years he gave me. i stayed with him right until his last breath. I know i did the right thing. as much as i miss my baby right now i know hes at peace.
