I am very sorry for your loss, it is always so hard to lose a beloved pet.
I am very sorry for your loss, it is always so hard to lose a beloved pet.
((((Lovelygamer)))) She was a beautiful cat. I'm so sorry you lost her. It's just heartbreaking. Be kind to yourself.
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LG- my deepest condolences on the loss of your best friend and faithful companion. She was a beautiful kitty. I'm sorry it ended the way it did, but the fact that you held her and loved her until her last breath is the way you both needed it to be. You both gave so much of yourselves to each other. There will never be another just like her, but if you decide to adopt again, the life you save will also save yours.
Big hugs to you. We all cry along with you.![]()
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Much love to you. I hope I am with someone that loves me as much as you loved her when it's my time.
When we combined houses with my dad and little brother a few years ago, he brought his two cats with him and both have since passed (one of them was over 17, the other 10), both in my arms. I felt so helpless, all I could do was tell them how much I loved them and that it was okay for them to quiet down and let go. You know when it's time, but that doesn't make it easier, they are such a big part of our daily lives.
Many hugs and good luck on your journey to find a new kitty friend!
So sorry for your loss. No matter how it happens it is never, ever easy. Be kind to yourself and know it is natural to cry and greave. Our kitties are part of our family. All my love goes out to you.
I'm so sorry! It's so hard, no matter how they go. But you obviously gave her a wonderful life full of love, and the final hardest gift of being with her favourite human being at the end.
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((((Lovelygamer)))) I am so sorry. I am truly crying with you. I adopt many special needs cats and I go through this much more often than I would like to. It does help to hold on to the good memories and know that she knew how much you loved her.
I second every single sentence in this post.
Allow yourself to grieve and you'll know when the time is right to allow another kitty into your life. I bet your deceased friend - what was her name? - will send a sign. (just the fact that you're already thinking about it sounds healthy)
My condolences.
Thank you everyone. I'm glad you don't think I was stupid. I really felt horrible afterwards. She hadn't had a serious illness in five years though and I really thought it was minor. Poor baby. I don't think she had really bad suffering until the very end though-that was the first time I heard her cry out.
One thing I realized about myself. People always say that making the decision to put an animal down is the worst decision ever and so impossible. I have heard that people feel guilty either way they decide.
About six months ago, I was involved in the process with my ex husband as the dog we'd had together was also old and ill. He too, was terminal. We made the decision together to have him put down but we had a vet come to the house so it could be in his own environment. I was there and I cried just as much when the light went out of his eyes.
I tell you what though. A much as it hurt me, the second my cat made those painful cries like nothing I had ever heard from her-I would have taken her to the vet and done it. That may sound terrible to some but I couldn't handle her suffering. I did my best to keep her comfortable and I was planning to take her to the vet at 8 a.m. no matter what. I can't stand to see an animal suffer and by then I realized there was no turning back. I have learned a lot about my ability to go through that.
Her name was Skittles. She was my sweet and good girl to the very end.
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