My cat Sugar was put to sleep on Thursday. She was 19, the sister of Spice. When she was on the carpet, bowleggedly hunched, and pooped (I actually managed to get a paper towel underneath it in time), we knew
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I'm really sorry. I couldn't be there myself for when we put Samantha to sleep-- it was just too much to see for either myself or my dad. We still miss her, ourselves, even if she was a finicky cat around anyone other than my dad, but she was still our cat.
Yeah, hah, I understand that. Certain cats still don't get along as well with everyone. And yeah, it's still tough with thinking about cats that've died years ago.
Samantha was still pretty recent for you guys. It's terrible, isn't it?
It really is. D: I still miss her. I miss having her walk around, I miss petting her, I miss her randomly lying in front of where we'd be walking, or finding her laying for some reason on the toilet tank in the back bathroom.
I couldn't be around when my grandpa died or when the first of my two old cats died. After that, though... like I said, it's not easier, but ever since we put Puff, my best friend growing up, down, I've been there with them. Four times. Four times and it's still heartbreaking.
Puff was nineteen, too. It's such a shock to have a constant in your life disappear.
That is honestly heart-wrenching and I feel for you as much as I can, I'm so sorry. I don't care how long ago it was- I'm sorry. It never gets easier about anything you're describing.
I dunno, I think it does. Maybe not much of a difference, but it makes a difference to the person, certainly. And the cat will probably be- well, maybe not calmer, but I dunno. They know our scent.
Aww, I'm sorry. If we weren't full of cats, I don't know that we'd have gotten more cats right away, but- I mean, we're full of cats, but I understand not wanting to have another right away. *hug* ♥
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Samantha was still pretty recent for you guys. It's terrible, isn't it?
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Oh the memories.
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I couldn't be around when my grandpa died or when the first of my two old cats died. After that, though... like I said, it's not easier, but ever since we put Puff, my best friend growing up, down, I've been there with them. Four times. Four times and it's still heartbreaking.
Puff was nineteen, too. It's such a shock to have a constant in your life disappear.
*infinite hugs*
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That is honestly heart-wrenching and I feel for you as much as I can, I'm so sorry. I don't care how long ago it was- I'm sorry. It never gets easier about anything you're describing.
*more hugs back* Awwww, you've got a hug icon.
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They're still gone and the house still feels empty.
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Aww, I'm sorry. If we weren't full of cats, I don't know that we'd have gotten more cats right away, but- I mean, we're full of cats, but I understand not wanting to have another right away. *hug* ♥
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