So… Puud, my old cat…
We lost our boy last night.
I can’t bring myself to talk in detail about it. It hurts more than I thought it could.
There’s not much to say. Not much I want to say. It was sudden and completely unexpected. We thought we’d be bringing him home with us right until the vet came back with the x-rays. We were talking about all the treats and love we were give him when we got home, not even twenty minutes before. We barely had time to make our decisions.
He didn’t deserve it. And now everything feels heavy and empty.
We loved him so much. More than most people. He was our baby, and we feel so guilty. My issues with the pregnancy totally took priority over him and we convinced ourselves that his symptoms weren’t severe for two weeks before this.
Watching him, panicked and suffering, was the worst and hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I’m so sorry, buddy.
I’m sorry.
Please forgive me.
Thank you.
I love you.
