About 3 weeks ago he had gotten out of the house and was gone for a couple of days. Around 3 am he came to the window meowing and let him in. He was a little skittish but was in good health otherwise.
I took him to the vet the next day and he said he was fine.
Well, earlier today I left to go take care of some business. Brandon called and said "Something's wrong with Joey, come home ASAP."
When I asked him what was going on he said he was having some sort of seizure.
I was only about 3 blocks away and it took me less then 4 mins to get home but, it was too late.
He had already passed.
I feel so guilty because I've been so stressed out the last few weeks that I haven't noticed how he's been acting.
I feel like there is something I could have done to save him.
I cried my eyes out with him in my lap on the bed. When I saved him from that wretched house and he was covered in fleas and full of worms. I promised to take care of him for life. He was only around 9-10 months old.
Maybe if I focused more on things at hand, then this wouldn't have happened
We always think "What if" or "I could have" when things like this happen. It wasn't your fault that he passed away, it wasn't your fault that you didn't know something was wrong. Maybe he hid it all really well and even the most attentive person would have had no idea that the kitty might be sick. In any case you gave him the best home and the best life ever and that's worth a lot.
Brandon built a box for him this afternoon. The boys said thier goodbyes and placed a few mementos in the box along with a letter Deacon wrote him saying how much he loved him and we laid him to rest around 4:30 this afternoon.
I can't help but want to cry as I sit here because he's usually in my lap purring away.
I feel so guilty too because last night he came into bed with me and I shooed him away because he was pawing at my shoulder.
It makes me wonder if he was trying to tell me something
Why do these things happen? I want my Jo-Jo back so badly! There are times like these that make me doubt God and regret rescuing. It hurts so much to have something you love torn away from you within a matter of minutes
I am so, so sorry! What a shock! But just think, if you hadn't rescued him, he probably would have had a much shorter and miserable life. The fleas alone could have killed him. As it was, he had a great home with people who loved him and gave him every comfort a cat could want.