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Hello,
Yesturday I made one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make.
In the morning Bob, my ginger nut case, was his usual self, running around and causing chaos. I didn't think twice about going out to the shops, and when I came back something was wrong. He was so quiet and didn't want to move, constantly licking his boy parts. I phoned the vet and took him in. That short time I was out was when something happened, and he ended up with some crystaline stuff blocking his urinary tract. The vets told me that the damage was done and they could have removed it but it was highly likely to happen the next day.
He was in so much pain that we decided to let him go, I couldn't prolong his life knowing he was in pain.
Today I feel so guilty, knowing this has hit me very hard, and at the worst time it could. I feel guilty feeling that I loved Bob more then the other cat I have.
I feel so guilty for feeling that I don't want to go on without Bob.
Bob was an amazing cat, he was only 8 years old, but those 8 years were filled with his crazyness. He would be the first to greet me home, the last I saw before I went to sleep.
When I would be reading in bed, he would curl up on my lap, purring and covering me in as much drool as he could (yes he purred that hard). If he left the bed at any time during the night, he would come back, jump back onto the bed then come and kiss me on the lips to say 'it's ok and good night'.
Oh he used to hate me being on the phone as I wasn't giving him enough attention. He would do everything he could to cause me to hang up, including trying to run away with the phone!
I will miss him with every beat of my heart, and am planning on saving up to get a tattoo in his memory, of a pawprint with the words 'pawprint on my heart' and his name.
Yesturday I made one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make.
In the morning Bob, my ginger nut case, was his usual self, running around and causing chaos. I didn't think twice about going out to the shops, and when I came back something was wrong. He was so quiet and didn't want to move, constantly licking his boy parts. I phoned the vet and took him in. That short time I was out was when something happened, and he ended up with some crystaline stuff blocking his urinary tract. The vets told me that the damage was done and they could have removed it but it was highly likely to happen the next day.
He was in so much pain that we decided to let him go, I couldn't prolong his life knowing he was in pain.
Today I feel so guilty, knowing this has hit me very hard, and at the worst time it could. I feel guilty feeling that I loved Bob more then the other cat I have.
I feel so guilty for feeling that I don't want to go on without Bob.
Bob was an amazing cat, he was only 8 years old, but those 8 years were filled with his crazyness. He would be the first to greet me home, the last I saw before I went to sleep.
When I would be reading in bed, he would curl up on my lap, purring and covering me in as much drool as he could (yes he purred that hard). If he left the bed at any time during the night, he would come back, jump back onto the bed then come and kiss me on the lips to say 'it's ok and good night'.
Oh he used to hate me being on the phone as I wasn't giving him enough attention. He would do everything he could to cause me to hang up, including trying to run away with the phone!
I will miss him with every beat of my heart, and am planning on saving up to get a tattoo in his memory, of a pawprint with the words 'pawprint on my heart' and his name.
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