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We lost our kitty Princess in November of 2018 due to complications from multiple concurrent diseases, all of which we tried to treat but just got worse. A month after her passing, we felt ready enough to open our hearts to a new cat. Mia found us at the rescue. While we were looking at and playing with all of the other adorable cats and kittens, she came up and bumped me with her head. I picked her up and she melted in my arms like butter - same with my husband. She loved to be held and close.
She was the sweetest, most chill girl I have ever met. She was brave, too. She never got scared by the vacuum or a loud noise. Even the high energy of our other cat never fazed her.
She loved to play with plastic springs and the rainbow chaser. She loved her sunny seat and watching the world from a window. She loved to cuddle and sleep with us every night, and watch tv with us on the ottoman every single night. She was black and white - a shadow with a blaze of white.
Over the past week she grew more lethargic than usual, and we resolved to take her in, so we did yesterday. She was sleeping all the time and had lost interest in food, had trouble coordinating her legs and was stumbling. This is difficult to see in any cat especially a cat of only one year old. Our primary vet recommended she be seen at a referral vet, and when we took her in and the vet said “FIP,” all the air went out of the room. (She has the wet form with fluid in her abdomen.) I’m guessing most of you know or have heard of FIP - it’s a deadly disease that affects mostly young cats, and has no effective treatment course or cure.
We didn’t want to believe the reality we were faced with, but there was only one right choice to make for Mia, so we helped her across the rainbow bridge. I am in shock and disbelief that she’s gone. My heart feels hollow losing two babies back to back like this. I don’t know how or if we’ll ever be able to love another cat again. Mia was the perfect addition to our home and our other cat seems to be looking for his “cool friend.”
I can’t believe our time together was cut so short. Mia, I loved you with my whole heart and I still do. A year wasn’t enough time for you to be here and we only had you for four short months, but you will never be forgotten.
Just wanted to share Mia’s story. I can’t believe I’m actually writing this. Everything is so hard right now.
She was the sweetest, most chill girl I have ever met. She was brave, too. She never got scared by the vacuum or a loud noise. Even the high energy of our other cat never fazed her.
She loved to play with plastic springs and the rainbow chaser. She loved her sunny seat and watching the world from a window. She loved to cuddle and sleep with us every night, and watch tv with us on the ottoman every single night. She was black and white - a shadow with a blaze of white.
Over the past week she grew more lethargic than usual, and we resolved to take her in, so we did yesterday. She was sleeping all the time and had lost interest in food, had trouble coordinating her legs and was stumbling. This is difficult to see in any cat especially a cat of only one year old. Our primary vet recommended she be seen at a referral vet, and when we took her in and the vet said “FIP,” all the air went out of the room. (She has the wet form with fluid in her abdomen.) I’m guessing most of you know or have heard of FIP - it’s a deadly disease that affects mostly young cats, and has no effective treatment course or cure.
We didn’t want to believe the reality we were faced with, but there was only one right choice to make for Mia, so we helped her across the rainbow bridge. I am in shock and disbelief that she’s gone. My heart feels hollow losing two babies back to back like this. I don’t know how or if we’ll ever be able to love another cat again. Mia was the perfect addition to our home and our other cat seems to be looking for his “cool friend.”
I can’t believe our time together was cut so short. Mia, I loved you with my whole heart and I still do. A year wasn’t enough time for you to be here and we only had you for four short months, but you will never be forgotten.
Just wanted to share Mia’s story. I can’t believe I’m actually writing this. Everything is so hard right now.
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