R.I.P. Snowball
My mom called while I was in the shower this afternoon. She told Nick that Snowball died last night. I don't know the details, but that doesn't really matter to me because knowing what happened doesn't make him any less dead.
I know he was really old & definitely feeling his age so he's probably in a better place, but it doesn't make me feel better about it. I just feel so sad. I can't imagine Snowball not being in the driveway or somewhere in the house waiting for me when get home. I honestly can't remember life without Snowball. He's been a part of my life for over 18 years & now he's just gone. This sucks. I feel so bad right now & I think it is going to feel a lot worse when I actually get home & he's not there. Or when we go to put up the animal stockings & fill them with their Christmas presents his isn't going be put up. I think it is going to be like getting punched in the stomach.
Most people would probably think that I'm way too attached to my pets, but I don't care. He wasn't just a pet. He was a member of the family. And now he's gone. I'm just really sad, I knew he was feeling his age and I didn't really think he was going to make the move with us to the new house (I just had this feeling in my stomach that he wouldn't), but I didn't think he was going to go so soon. I wish I would have cuddled him more over break or paid more attention to him or something. Hell, I'd give anything to go home and have him wake me up with his deafening meow when he is in the basement & I am in my room.
RIP
Snowball/Snowby/Snowballius/Handsome/Mr. Manly Lewandowski
1989-2007
I know he was really old & definitely feeling his age so he's probably in a better place, but it doesn't make me feel better about it. I just feel so sad. I can't imagine Snowball not being in the driveway or somewhere in the house waiting for me when get home. I honestly can't remember life without Snowball. He's been a part of my life for over 18 years & now he's just gone. This sucks. I feel so bad right now & I think it is going to feel a lot worse when I actually get home & he's not there. Or when we go to put up the animal stockings & fill them with their Christmas presents his isn't going be put up. I think it is going to be like getting punched in the stomach.
Most people would probably think that I'm way too attached to my pets, but I don't care. He wasn't just a pet. He was a member of the family. And now he's gone. I'm just really sad, I knew he was feeling his age and I didn't really think he was going to make the move with us to the new house (I just had this feeling in my stomach that he wouldn't), but I didn't think he was going to go so soon. I wish I would have cuddled him more over break or paid more attention to him or something. Hell, I'd give anything to go home and have him wake me up with his deafening meow when he is in the basement & I am in my room.
RIP
Snowball/Snowby/Snowballius/Handsome/Mr. Manly Lewandowski
1989-2007