My cat meets his maker tomorrow. At 3:00 I take him on a one way trip to get put to sleep. We can't stand to see him suffer anymore. He's around 16 or 17 years old - he lived a full life, even flew across the Atlantic ocean - how many cats can say that? It's not just a cat passing away - it's part of our family history. The kids grew up with him. The hole in our yard is ready.
I know what you're feeling, it sucks. I took Gomez to be cremated this morning, it was hard to leave him behind.
It's done. Now here's the weird part: as I got in my car to take his body home for burial, the last part (very dramatic piano + guitar instrumental section) of Layla was playing. Think.....remember that scene in Goodfellas when the kids are playing in the streets and they start edging toward the car where that couple were shot in their new car they bought from the Lufthansa heist money?
I know it's heartbreaking. I been throughout it with my cat that I still miss a lot. When mine died I thought about the duty of cats. There are more cats than decent humans to love them, so it is the duty of cats to eventually pass the torch to another cat so a new cat can have a life with a human of its own.
I would have taken my cat in for the injection, but he hated car rides, and I didn't want to make him too stressed out before he bought it. I had Dad put the bullet to him after I dug the hole. I didn't have the heart to do it myself, and I was worried about messing it up. I still kind of miss the old fart. He and I both kind of went through depression when the dog bought it and we kind of mellowed toward each other. Probably helped that I spoiled him a bit after that. Before that, we were kind of bipolar with each other. Damn prick. I miss him, and I miss my dog, and it's been years.
I took mine for lethal injection and its a creepy nightmare scene that I will never forget. They took her away and brought her back with a place they had shaved and put in an IV. I held her and petted her and she was looking into my eyes when they gave her the shot. I saw panic in her face and felt her tremble and go stiff and then shake a bit. I thought my god what have I done! That was so hard to kill a friend. Someone who slept on my pillow for the last 16years through my 12 years of rotating shift work. I slept well because that cat could literally hear anything and would wake me if she heard anything serious. It was a long time before I slept well after that.
Hi guys. Glad to know there is a kitty forum here. My avatar..that's my cat Buttercup. Sadly he passed away in the back bedroom on Sunday afternoon. We were devastated. He was Moms cuddle bunny. He was ALWAYS there with her. Our other cat Bandit is lost without him and so are our dogs. I know this sounds weird but I can feel his presence in the back bedroom and its hard for me to go in there for more than five minutes. Mom simply can't do it at all. Too heartbreaking. I actually found his body lifeless and it did something to me. We all were histerical and I haven't been the same since. It'll take time but eventually we will bring another pussycat home. But probably Thanksgiving or Christmas.
I did not watch my cat get the lethal injection. I sat outside in the waiting room - I don't want my last memories of him to be sad. One memory I'd like to forget though is when he pissed all over my BRAND NEW listened to maybe twice Frank Sinatra CD "Ring-a-ding-ding" about eight years ago. This was Frank in his PRIME! Actually he did piss on a lot of things (ongoing problem) and cost us a lot of money now that I think about it. Regardless, I know it wasn't his fault.
Same here, with Milton I didn't have any warning that he was going to die so soon and he went so quickly that by the time I even got him in the car he would have been gone. And with Gomez he was terrified of the vet's office, so I chose to let him die where he felt safe, comfortable, and loved instead of spending his last moments terrified. Shit... I'm breaking up again. I miss my buddies so damn much,
I lost my cat Regis back in Feb. He was diagnosed with kidney disease and the vet was going to keep him for 3 nights with a an IV to flush his system of toxins. I got a call at work the next morning informing me that he didn't make it through the night. I've lost pets before but this was by far the worst. It's amazing how cats can weave themselves so thoroughly into your life.
Oh I know! One of my friends is a big cat lover and I told her about how we lost Buttercup Sunday. She said that cats are resilient creatures and can sense when things aren't right. Bandit hasn't been acting herself since Buttercupa death. She is very uncertain and I know is missing him dreadfully. I'm not bringing in a new pet for a while so we as a family can mourn the loss. Finding his dead body Sunday took its tole on me and I know Mom is trying to stay strong even though she feels like breaking.
Dealing with loss is hard..but for us it's harder when we loose a pet. Our get sent a nice card in the mail today about Buttercup and it made both Mom and I tear up. It's difficult not having that kitty around! As I said, our other cat Bandit is lost. Today is a somewhat better day. But Mom is feeling the sadness from Buttercup. Last night she cried herself to sleep and I cried myself to sleep the other night. It's just so depressing. But each day for me is somewhat better. Today I laughed for the first time in three days. I'm still sad though. I kinda now am thinking that poor Bandit needs a new companion. I will look but not rush into things.
