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It is with very heavy heart that I announce the passing of Marble, the kitty I loved who was not even mine. He was about to be prepped for surgery, but breathed his last breath yesterday afternoon, 22 March at the vet's clinic. I received the bad news while I was in the car and just sobbed and sobbed.
I fell in love with this cat the first time I laid my eyes on him, but could not adopt him due to selfishness by others. Still, even when I was not allowed to keep him, I kept feeding him twice daily outside or inside my apartment. He preferred to eat in our kitchen, away from the other colony of cats I feed outside. But first, he would chase all my indoor cats, probably to let them know that he was the boss even though he did not live in the house.
March 13, we found him dragging his body to the compound, his two back legs useless. Somebody might have ran him over by a car, or even worse. I spoke to the supposed "owners" but suddenly disowned him and refused to care for him, so I knew right then I could not leave him to suffer outside alone. From that day until his passing I cried each time I look at him or think about him. Too many guilt and what ifs in my head, and it almost led to my breakdown.
Allow me time to process my grief. Allow me some time to deal with my own guilt. My heart is very sad because I could have done more, yet at the same time I know Marble left in peace and without pain. At least, in his last few days, he only knew love and care and did not die alone out in the street. I thank the universe for this cat who came and went to my life like a fleeting breeze, but despite those brief moments with him had only taught me how to love deeper and with no conditions. Marble was not my cat, but he left a mark in my heart.
Thank you to the wonderful rescue group who stepped in when nobody else could. They helped me cover the vet costs
Goodnight, Marbie Bubu. Say "hi" to our Pepsi for me. You have earned your wings, sweetie.
Until we meet again.
I fell in love with this cat the first time I laid my eyes on him, but could not adopt him due to selfishness by others. Still, even when I was not allowed to keep him, I kept feeding him twice daily outside or inside my apartment. He preferred to eat in our kitchen, away from the other colony of cats I feed outside. But first, he would chase all my indoor cats, probably to let them know that he was the boss even though he did not live in the house.
March 13, we found him dragging his body to the compound, his two back legs useless. Somebody might have ran him over by a car, or even worse. I spoke to the supposed "owners" but suddenly disowned him and refused to care for him, so I knew right then I could not leave him to suffer outside alone. From that day until his passing I cried each time I look at him or think about him. Too many guilt and what ifs in my head, and it almost led to my breakdown.
Allow me time to process my grief. Allow me some time to deal with my own guilt. My heart is very sad because I could have done more, yet at the same time I know Marble left in peace and without pain. At least, in his last few days, he only knew love and care and did not die alone out in the street. I thank the universe for this cat who came and went to my life like a fleeting breeze, but despite those brief moments with him had only taught me how to love deeper and with no conditions. Marble was not my cat, but he left a mark in my heart.
Thank you to the wonderful rescue group who stepped in when nobody else could. They helped me cover the vet costs
Goodnight, Marbie Bubu. Say "hi" to our Pepsi for me. You have earned your wings, sweetie.
Until we meet again.
Marble has a piece of my heart with him too.
Although his loss lingers in your heart please take comfort in knowing that you relieved Marble's pain and he is in good company with Pepsi now.
