1st Birthday Without Him Options

[Solasmom]

Hello fur family,

Solas' birthday is on Sunday. I'm already feeling that lost pit feeling in my chest. I miss him so much. I even called about a cat that was up for adoption, but I can't let a new cat in the house because of the FIP (the terrible disease that took my baby in 3 short weeks ). My husband doesn't want another cat anyway.

I'm in foul humor, I'm afraid. I have been dealing with some medical issues and I finally got to see a specialist today. The doctor had ZERO bedside manner and when I said that I didn't have any of the conditions that are supposed to lead to this illness, he says "Sure you do; you're overweight!" Oh bite me!

But anyway, I wanted to tell you about Solas. He was such a wonderful and princely black cat. I adopted him when he was 8 weeks old. We figured his birthday was 8/8/88 and when it rolled around the next year, I gave him a surprise party. It was great, all my friends came and brought catnip in every possible form. I made him a cat food cake with Cheez-wiz icing and a little hat. He gave me one of those disgusted looks, like, "I don't do hats!". I miss him and his funny ways. You know, we all knew our animal so intimately that we could understand what a meow or whine meant. It's hard when you lose that special connection. I know someone will tell me that I am still connected, but tonight I want purring in my ear like before.

I know I sound like a spoiled child, but I had a crappy ol' day where someone had the bad manners to point out my own fat ass to me.

Keep me in mind on Sunday, right?
Thanks,
Ariel

[Solasmom]

Thank you Nanci,

What a nice post! It made me feel so good that you were thinking of me. Sunday was hard. but today has been killer for some reason. I just miss Solas so much. Little stuff started coming back to me; how he used to lie on the back of the couch behind my head and how his fat self used to pour over the sides of the arm of the sofa. Sometimes the images are so clear. The way he used to s l o w l y close his eyes when he was satisfied with something, almost smiling.

You all have helped me so much. I called my vets office to say thank you to the nice receptionist who listened to me cry for 3 weeks before Solas died. She was so great. I told her about this site. I figure if we can help anyone else, great.

Oh, Nanci, the first everything is hard. I remember when my Dad died, the first weeks and then month went by and I just kept thinking things like, "Last Thanksgiving he was here". It just sucked, but eventually it got easier. Just keep coming back and sharing. It really does help.

Ariel