Being a owner of a few cats I appreciate each cats unique personality, last year I lost one of the sweetest cats I have ever owned at the age of 23, she was battling age and a few other conditions which lasted about a year. My wife who is a stay at home person fed her multiple times a day and I think that was the only reason she lasted so long, so I told myself when she started to suffer it's time and that time came. It was painful time for both of us but we grieved and remember our Bobbie cat with pictures and same Alter with her ashes.
Our 4 remaining cats, two 17 year olds and two 5 year olds all from local rescue and adoption places, seemed to be in good health, until the one closest to me( Gracie ) started losing weight. After a vet visit we assumed she was losing weight do to the the younger cats, more so one of them she randomly started fights with, so the vet suggested IBS and we began giving her 1/2 a pill of meds everyday. Months went by and her weight slowly started dropping, her mood slightly changed and her energy level started dropping, so back to the vet again and this time the bad news came about 2 months ago that a small tumor was present. The vet said we could operate on her but the odds of her making it was very poor due to her age and weight, so we decided at this point to ask the vet how can we make things better for while she is still alive, and the answer is more meds and lots of love till it's time.
A week ago we knew the time was almost near, her energy levels were off and on, she was sleeping a lot and didn't seem to be in pain, she would slow walk over and rest on your lap and fall asleep and we would have to carry her back to her bed later, she seemed to be aware and wanted us near her till last Saturday when I sat on the floor next to her and she started have uncontrollable muscle movements, so we knew it was time to say good bye. The vet gave us Pain meds and said if you can't bring her in for some reason give her all the doses and she should just fall asleep and cross the bridge to catnip heaven when you're ready, while the vet was closed and we had to make one of the hardest choices we have ever made, but knew it was the right thing to do because we never wanted her to suffer, so we gave her all the meds and waited.
She seemed to claim down and her muscles stop moving, so we waited with our hands on top of her talking to her saying our goodbyes and a few hours went by on still we could feel her breathing slowly, we started taking 30 min shifts with one of us always resting our hands on her talking to her and the 2nd time I came back and my arms wrapped around her I told her I loved her so much as I heard her take a very deep breath and exhale with a slight leg movement like she was jumping and one of the loves of my life past away.
We both said our last goodbyes and her a final kiss and placed her in a sealed box filled with flowers and cat nip until we could take her to the vet Monday to be cremated. for the 1st few hours we both grieved over her and had a very sleepless night, but it wasn't till the next day I felt like my world had stopped. Our other 17 year old cat she grew up with must have sensed she was sick the past few months, they were close and just after she died he came over looked at the body and ran away scared, we didn't know what to expect, but seeing him Sunday morning walking around the house looking for her and calling out and waiting at the food bowl when we fed the 2 cats together just broke my heart and I broke down.
I started thinking about the years I spent with Gracie, the close bond we had, like waiting at the front door for me when i came home from work, outside the bathroom after a shower when she would jump up on the sink and wait for me to carry her back to the bedroom to get ready, she was always near me when i was at home and just laid where ever she liked and stared at me like I was a hero to her, she would never call out until I opened my eyes when I was sleeping and always waited till i was asleep before leaving the bed and the list continues on and on, and that's when I just fell apart knowing how much I was going to miss her and the empty hole left behind in my heart and soul.
Of course I love my other cats, but we all have that special one that understands you better then all the others and I just lost her
Now of course am I trying my best to come to terms with my loss and give our other oldest boy cat that she was so closest to, tons of love and hugs and let him know we are her for him, but it's hard when he looks at you while you're gasping for air with tears running down your face.
Thanks for letting me vent, cat owners understand what I am going through and why when you think you're sleeping and wake up only to find your pillow soaking wet with tears of sadness from a cat who has crossed over the bridge!! Rest in Peace my sweet Gracie....
O.W.
Our 4 remaining cats, two 17 year olds and two 5 year olds all from local rescue and adoption places, seemed to be in good health, until the one closest to me( Gracie ) started losing weight. After a vet visit we assumed she was losing weight do to the the younger cats, more so one of them she randomly started fights with, so the vet suggested IBS and we began giving her 1/2 a pill of meds everyday. Months went by and her weight slowly started dropping, her mood slightly changed and her energy level started dropping, so back to the vet again and this time the bad news came about 2 months ago that a small tumor was present. The vet said we could operate on her but the odds of her making it was very poor due to her age and weight, so we decided at this point to ask the vet how can we make things better for while she is still alive, and the answer is more meds and lots of love till it's time.
A week ago we knew the time was almost near, her energy levels were off and on, she was sleeping a lot and didn't seem to be in pain, she would slow walk over and rest on your lap and fall asleep and we would have to carry her back to her bed later, she seemed to be aware and wanted us near her till last Saturday when I sat on the floor next to her and she started have uncontrollable muscle movements, so we knew it was time to say good bye. The vet gave us Pain meds and said if you can't bring her in for some reason give her all the doses and she should just fall asleep and cross the bridge to catnip heaven when you're ready, while the vet was closed and we had to make one of the hardest choices we have ever made, but knew it was the right thing to do because we never wanted her to suffer, so we gave her all the meds and waited.
She seemed to claim down and her muscles stop moving, so we waited with our hands on top of her talking to her saying our goodbyes and a few hours went by on still we could feel her breathing slowly, we started taking 30 min shifts with one of us always resting our hands on her talking to her and the 2nd time I came back and my arms wrapped around her I told her I loved her so much as I heard her take a very deep breath and exhale with a slight leg movement like she was jumping and one of the loves of my life past away.
We both said our last goodbyes and her a final kiss and placed her in a sealed box filled with flowers and cat nip until we could take her to the vet Monday to be cremated. for the 1st few hours we both grieved over her and had a very sleepless night, but it wasn't till the next day I felt like my world had stopped. Our other 17 year old cat she grew up with must have sensed she was sick the past few months, they were close and just after she died he came over looked at the body and ran away scared, we didn't know what to expect, but seeing him Sunday morning walking around the house looking for her and calling out and waiting at the food bowl when we fed the 2 cats together just broke my heart and I broke down.
I started thinking about the years I spent with Gracie, the close bond we had, like waiting at the front door for me when i came home from work, outside the bathroom after a shower when she would jump up on the sink and wait for me to carry her back to the bedroom to get ready, she was always near me when i was at home and just laid where ever she liked and stared at me like I was a hero to her, she would never call out until I opened my eyes when I was sleeping and always waited till i was asleep before leaving the bed and the list continues on and on, and that's when I just fell apart knowing how much I was going to miss her and the empty hole left behind in my heart and soul.
Of course I love my other cats, but we all have that special one that understands you better then all the others and I just lost her
Now of course am I trying my best to come to terms with my loss and give our other oldest boy cat that she was so closest to, tons of love and hugs and let him know we are her for him, but it's hard when he looks at you while you're gasping for air with tears running down your face.
Thanks for letting me vent, cat owners understand what I am going through and why when you think you're sleeping and wake up only to find your pillow soaking wet with tears of sadness from a cat who has crossed over the bridge!! Rest in Peace my sweet Gracie....
O.W.
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Also I saw I made some word erros but I don't know how to edit the document to fix them?
