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It took me 8 years to get another cat after my TJ died... then I found Raji at the shelter and fell in love with him. He was truly the best boy ever
God I miss him. My little guy was only 9 months old when he died. I find that so unfair, we were supposed to have many years together. Poor little guy spent 4 days in the hospital with severe anemia...they still dont really know what caused it. He tested negitive everything . Our vet thinks it may have been haemobartonella even though that also came back negitive. I really thought he was getting better when I got to take him home on Saturday night. It was such a great feeling when I got home from work and saw him run to me and give a long meow. I knew he was happy to be home. Raji even had a nurse (a friend who also works as a vet tech at the hospital) she came over at night and helped out with his meds and made sure he wasn't dehydrated. When Monday night came around I felt he just was right, even for a sick kitty. That night Raji passed away right by my side, it was a moment I will never forget.
I cant believe that it hurts this much. I miss him so much. I cant help but feel that there was something I could have done. Why didnt I notice things sooner. They mentioned a blood transfusion at the hospital if it got bad enough...maybe I should have just demanded one! Its hard to even look at his stuff laying around the house. I even find myself sleeping with his favorite blanket. Raji just had such a kind heart, always wanted to be near anyone. He would sit on my vanity and watch me get ready hoping that i would turn the sink on. I loved our daily routines that we had together and I miss him sleeping on my face.
I feel like I'm rambling on but it feels good to talk about him.
God I miss him. My little guy was only 9 months old when he died. I find that so unfair, we were supposed to have many years together. Poor little guy spent 4 days in the hospital with severe anemia...they still dont really know what caused it. He tested negitive everything . Our vet thinks it may have been haemobartonella even though that also came back negitive. I really thought he was getting better when I got to take him home on Saturday night. It was such a great feeling when I got home from work and saw him run to me and give a long meow. I knew he was happy to be home. Raji even had a nurse (a friend who also works as a vet tech at the hospital) she came over at night and helped out with his meds and made sure he wasn't dehydrated. When Monday night came around I felt he just was right, even for a sick kitty. That night Raji passed away right by my side, it was a moment I will never forget. I cant believe that it hurts this much. I miss him so much. I cant help but feel that there was something I could have done. Why didnt I notice things sooner. They mentioned a blood transfusion at the hospital if it got bad enough...maybe I should have just demanded one! Its hard to even look at his stuff laying around the house. I even find myself sleeping with his favorite blanket. Raji just had such a kind heart, always wanted to be near anyone. He would sit on my vanity and watch me get ready hoping that i would turn the sink on. I loved our daily routines that we had together and I miss him sleeping on my face.
I feel like I'm rambling on but it feels good to talk about him.
