Hello everyone, I made a thread a few days ago in regards to my cat Howie. He was to stay overnight last night and be hooked on IV fluids to help him but apparently this morning he was worse than he was last night and he passed away.
I am absolutely devastated. It has been a very long time since having a kitten pass away on me and I'm so heartbroken. For many of you who don't know the story, I had spent two years looking for an orange tabby male kitten for my older cat Moss to have a companion. I had searched every where for a kitten that just "felt" like mine.
one night I went out to go to the shop and saw a little boney kitten sitting on the back of a trailer next to a dumpster. He was so skinny and I got out to see if he needed help. I thought if he ran away he had a home and if he came to me he needed help. I took him in and bathed him, brushed his teeth, fed him and rubbed his little paws thinking he might have traveled a long way as someone I found on craigslist said their kitten ran away and the distance of where they lived to where I lived was about 3 miles. I contacted them and met the woman but she said the kitten I had wasn't hers.
I sat in the car and didn't know what to do. Howie put his paw on my face and began purring. It was then that he jumped in the back seat of my car and very loudly purring he laid down. I looked at him and said, "let's go home."
Ever since then I just wanted to make his life a little easier and a lot better. To never have to worry about going hungry or having to be outside.
When he got sick I was very concerned. I took him to two vets and this morning he loss his battle with whatever illness that defeated him.
I am so heartbroken words just cannot describe it. I am happy though that he passed away in his sleep and on his blanket.
I wanted to thank a lot of you who gave me great advice and urged me to ask questions I didn't think about asking the vet. I am so grateful for a lot of your support and wisdom that I can't begin to say how happy I was to join this place.
The vet has asked my permission to do an autopsy so that they can figure out what happened and what killed him as he tested negative for all kinds of diseases and cancer. They will give me what they find in a few days. So then I can take any precautions for my older cat, Moss. I just hate that this is the price we as pet owners have to face, and that us as humans have to endure whether we like it or not.
I have lost a lot of great people in my life and along that journey a few pets as well. But never have I had a pet find me and never have I felt so loved by an animal that it was written all over his face with a little smile every time I rubbed his belly. I will miss Howie greatly, I will probably break down and cry every now and then just remembering how perfect he was for me and for Moss. But I must be thankful that it was me he found and that it was me who took care of him because I know nobody else would have ever loved him the way that I did and nobody else would have ever cared for him the way I did.
I just hate that sometimes this is how it goes. With the tears welling up in my eyes it hurts to know he's not going to jump up on my bed and snuggle with me, but I am grateful and so happy that he found me and that he got to live the last 11 months with me.
*This was taken a week after I took him in. This is one of many favorite photos because of how comfortable he looks. He had just eaten an entire can of tuna and fell asleep while I was rubbing his paws. The best little kitten I ever had, my cuddle bug. Today is the worst day I've had in a very long time. My heart is shattered. I love you buddy, sleep well.
I am absolutely devastated. It has been a very long time since having a kitten pass away on me and I'm so heartbroken. For many of you who don't know the story, I had spent two years looking for an orange tabby male kitten for my older cat Moss to have a companion. I had searched every where for a kitten that just "felt" like mine.
one night I went out to go to the shop and saw a little boney kitten sitting on the back of a trailer next to a dumpster. He was so skinny and I got out to see if he needed help. I thought if he ran away he had a home and if he came to me he needed help. I took him in and bathed him, brushed his teeth, fed him and rubbed his little paws thinking he might have traveled a long way as someone I found on craigslist said their kitten ran away and the distance of where they lived to where I lived was about 3 miles. I contacted them and met the woman but she said the kitten I had wasn't hers.
I sat in the car and didn't know what to do. Howie put his paw on my face and began purring. It was then that he jumped in the back seat of my car and very loudly purring he laid down. I looked at him and said, "let's go home."
Ever since then I just wanted to make his life a little easier and a lot better. To never have to worry about going hungry or having to be outside.
When he got sick I was very concerned. I took him to two vets and this morning he loss his battle with whatever illness that defeated him.
I am so heartbroken words just cannot describe it. I am happy though that he passed away in his sleep and on his blanket.
I wanted to thank a lot of you who gave me great advice and urged me to ask questions I didn't think about asking the vet. I am so grateful for a lot of your support and wisdom that I can't begin to say how happy I was to join this place.
The vet has asked my permission to do an autopsy so that they can figure out what happened and what killed him as he tested negative for all kinds of diseases and cancer. They will give me what they find in a few days. So then I can take any precautions for my older cat, Moss. I just hate that this is the price we as pet owners have to face, and that us as humans have to endure whether we like it or not.
I have lost a lot of great people in my life and along that journey a few pets as well. But never have I had a pet find me and never have I felt so loved by an animal that it was written all over his face with a little smile every time I rubbed his belly. I will miss Howie greatly, I will probably break down and cry every now and then just remembering how perfect he was for me and for Moss. But I must be thankful that it was me he found and that it was me who took care of him because I know nobody else would have ever loved him the way that I did and nobody else would have ever cared for him the way I did.
I just hate that sometimes this is how it goes. With the tears welling up in my eyes it hurts to know he's not going to jump up on my bed and snuggle with me, but I am grateful and so happy that he found me and that he got to live the last 11 months with me.
*This was taken a week after I took him in. This is one of many favorite photos because of how comfortable he looks. He had just eaten an entire can of tuna and fell asleep while I was rubbing his paws. The best little kitten I ever had, my cuddle bug. Today is the worst day I've had in a very long time. My heart is shattered. I love you buddy, sleep well.
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Rest in peace Howie. 
