Cheddar's Story Options

[Cheesy]

Just a little Warning: I am writing About the death of my sweet kitty Cheddar. This contains an acount of his death, it may be hard to read. It's hard to write.
My huband and I have been married just over five years. When we were still just going together we lived about three hundred miles apart. and we couldn't stand it. We decided to get married and I moved to his city. One month befor we got married, I was very lonly,I didnt have many freind in my new home, and though I had a hedgehog, and a snake, I despretly wanted a cat. So we went to the humane society, and had a look around. There were so many cats there, All colors and sizes, and we thought we would never be able to pick one. We found a white and grey female, and decided to meet her, things did not go well. So we went back to the cages, and looked again. Then we saw him. We had passed by him befor, not really noticing him, he was asleep. But now he was awake, and he had the brightest sweetest eyes. He was a large orange, and white tabby, and he was big. Not fat, just big. As my husband held the paper against his tank and jotted down his number, the cat batted at him thrue the glass, he wanted to play. We met him, and I was instant love. He was sweet and gently, but frisky. He wanted to be with us, he wouldnt leave us alone. We adopted him on the spot, we had to wait three days to pick him up from the shelter, it was a very long three days. He was picked up as a stray and no one came looking for him. We Named him Cheddar ( I have a tradition of naming my cats after food) and he became our world. The shelter said he was full grown, they were wronge, he became one of the lagest cats i have ever seen. We had five wonderful years with our Cheddar.
On July 21st, 07 our world collasped. We were sitiing with friend, hanging out, He looked fine, he was compleatly normal, till one moment, when her ran across the room, and he hit the wall. He just lay there, we rushed over, when we saw he wasnt getting up. He wasnt breathing. I thought he was choking, so we did every thing we could to clear his air way. My friend was on the phone with the pet emergency room, we gave him CPR, finally we snached him up, and raced to the pet hospital. I knew he was gone, but we went any way. We got there, and they took him, and pronounced him. The doctor told us, that there was no way of knowing, there was nothing that could have been done. He wasa Large cat, and somtimes they develope blood clots, even if he had been seen that day, they would never had known. He was dead before we even reached him. He was ther one minute and gone the next.
We had him cremated, and have his ashes, The people at the pet hospital made us a paw print. we cried for three days straight. Our Other cat Hazy (short for Hazel Nut) was devestated to and started acting out in very odd ways, she withdrew form me, unless my huband was home she would'nt let me pet her, she was always laying in the hall where he died, and she began excessivly grooming herself. So I made the decsion for her, and my self that we were going to get another cat as soon as we could. I was going crazy with out him, and I knew that I could never replace him, but the house was just to empty with out his big personlity filling it up. So we adopted a kitten, and named her Nori Maki (type of Sushi) . She has been a joy.
It has been six months since we lost him, and I am still a wreck. I miss him so much, and every thing makes me think of him. I like to think of him, but it is still so hard. I am having a very hard time letting go. I been having panic attacks, and flash backs off and on all this time, and every time one of my other cats does somthing odd, or is sleeping too soundly, I get scared. I don't cry every day, i still cry alot. I know it is process, but I just can't seem to be able to move forward in it. I just found this site, I am very glad i have. I am really need to talk abaout this with poeple who understand the loss of a pet. Also I hope I can gain some perspective on this. I have always had pets, and i have lost pets befor, but never like that. He was the first cat i had since i left home. My parents always made the calls, and saw to burying them. His was the first pet loss I had to deal with directly, I know it will never be easy to loose a pet, I just hope maby next time it won't be quite so hard. ( Iknow, it's always devestating)
He was our first born, he was our good boy, and he will always be missed. Thank you for listning.
Cheesy

[LuvLabs]

Cheesy, I am so sorry for your loss of your dearest Chedder. From your story I can tell that you provided a wonderful life for him.

Our babies come into our lives and give us so much unconditional love. Something we cannot possibly get from another human being. (in my opinion) They don't judge us but accept us even with our faults. They each teach us things about life and then have to move on. Often times they are only with us for a short while. And they are always grateful for the loving homes that we provide for them. Remember they leave paw prints on our hearts forever.

I hope that you will be comforted with the happy memories you shared with Chedder. Know that he doesn't want you to be in pain and crying for him. Smile when you think of him and the love that you shared.