Oh man, I have had a rough summer. So I should not be surprised that one of my cats died. My sweet cat Butler, AKA mamacat, died. I had 2 cats, a female named Butler and a younger male named Shadow/Jupiter. Our other male cat Aldiss moved in with our neighbor, but he visits back and forth. Here’s Butler, laying all on my sewing stuff:
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I’m sorry to hear about your pet.
Yes I’m sorry to hear about your cat as well. My family has two cats so I know how you feel. One of our cats looks almost like the picture you posted.
thank u
This is late but, I’m sorry to hear about your cat. I have one too, so I know how it is.
Blessings.
Do you ever get over a loss like this? I have lost pets before, even my father a year ago, but the loss of my big black cat, Gunther, has devastated me. It was yesterday that my home vet determined it was time. I would have thought so the day before myself, but just before the vet arrived, he started scratching at the door to go out, used his litter box and had more life in him than i’d seen. Two weeks earlier he not only had a leg injury, torn ligaments, terrible pain, but also was diagnosed with lung cancer. His blood work was perfect. A perfect picture of health, so said one of 5 vets!! He went downhill when the er vet drained fluid from his lungs. He stopped eating, hid under bed, too. I feel like I let the vet KILL him before he was really ready,but she said he’d gotten worse with a respiratory infection. I feel so guilty, even though I know he was very sick and could not see any goooood days again. My vet has a gift of seeing the animal when it passes. She said he did not leave. I know some may not believe in that stuff, but why not? I want him to know i was trying to prevent much worse pain–also taking advice of vet. Now I feel I betrayed his trust. I have prayed, cried, tried talking to him. I not only miss him but have terrible guilt. I love my Gunther like no other pet I’ve had. The only good thing I can say is we did do this at home adn he was looking at the lake and ducks he loved so much.