CGB
Imagining the Impossible!
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*HUGS!* I know what you're going through. I lost my Junior in 2022. Out of all our cats, he thought I was his the most ... constantly by my side, a spot in my recliner, a pillow over my head in bed.. he was my heart. He'd been a stray that stayed and became the rock for the other young kitties we took in. When that time came, I struggled because I knew it was beyond time but I couldn't bear to lose him. And bless his heart... he held on, purred and nuzzled .... everything he could to make me feel better. When I couldn't ignore the deed anymore, I spent the whole day with him. Afterwards, I cried and cried and my heart physically hurt from his loss. I missed him everywhere.
Later, I realized Junior would have put up with all the pain in the world to have made me feel better. Looking back, I realized I held on too long. It's so hard and my heart goes out to you. You'll know when its time; I pray you'll be able to accept it. And your heart will know when you see the next little kitty for you.
Later, I realized Junior would have put up with all the pain in the world to have made me feel better. Looking back, I realized I held on too long. It's so hard and my heart goes out to you. You'll know when its time; I pray you'll be able to accept it. And your heart will know when you see the next little kitty for you.
Earlier this year I had to have an elderly cat put down. Willie was a stray that I took in back in 2017. The vet estimated his age around 14-15 years. early this year Willie was losing weight and stopped eating. I had made the appointment to have him put down, but it was days away, and I could tell he was in pain. Luckily, I had the vet’s text number from the previous week, when I had, my dog’s teeth cleaned. I texted the vet and let him know the status of Willie and he said to bring him right in. At that point, I just wanted his pain to end. It was the last act of kindness I could give him. He deserved nothing less! I also had (have)another cat…Minnie. I was concerned how she would adjust to life without Willie so I have been showering her with attention. She is doing well, and now she and my little dog, Molly, are besties. I have a lot of wonderful memories of Willie but I know I did right by him and that gives me solace. It is perfectly normal to grieve a fur baby!