A Broken Heart For Christmas, I lost my dear cat just before dawn Options

[lynda]

My baby would have been 17 years old this spring. He was always so healthy and looked so good...I couldn't have known that this was going to happen.

Last month he began to lose some weight and was eating poorly, but after a vet check he seemed to be doing better with antibiotics for a bladder or kidney infection and some medication to help an overactive thyroid. Then late Christmas Eve he seemed to take a turn for the worse. For the sake of the sensitive and loving people who are reading I will not say how I could tell this...it was bad.

We rushed to the Emergency Clinic, where they placed him on IV fluids and began checking for whatever could be wrong. At 4:30 am the doctor called and said that on the ultrasounds and radiographs she had found cancer all spread through his lungs and upper body. They could keep doing more, but I had to say no, just please leave his IV in place because that would save him from having to have another needle. So about 5:00 am, I stayed with him, with his head cupped in my hand, and the vet slipped the euthanasia drug into the IV port. I told him I loved him so much, and that he was going to a place where there was no hurt, ever, and not to worry, I would see him again someday. I spoke the names of his loved ones who had passed away before him and promised him that he would see them.

Right now I wish that I could have gone with him. But better I hurt than my baby who deserved no hurt in all this world.

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[Moose Mom]

Lynda

I do think Larry took away your pain. Not sure how, but they can do it. He was such a special cat.

My Butch kitty helped me raise kittens too, he could teach manners better than I could.

Two weeks, such a hard time. For me the first week was the worst. Then things were so odd for a month. It's a process and I'm not sure things do 'get better'. I like how you said thing are becoming different. I'm at two months and I feel more calm more often. I don't get so nuts with grief as often. I'm more accepting even though I don't want to be.

I can find joy again, and I can remember the good times more. That will happen for you too.

Thinking of you and Larry
Lori