Posted on 10/27/2009 10:36:18 AM PDT by pabianice
Bless you for being there for your cat for all of these years. Time to go hit the tissues ...
Ohhh, it’s so bittersweet. Sounds like he had a great and loving home and was well cared for. In that way he was the luckiest of kitties.
You gave the best of care and a good home to your beloved pet. Please take comfort in that. Anyone who has had to face making the same decision understands the depth of your grief and loss.
I am so sorry. a little over a year ago I had to let my 25-yo kitty go. I grieve to this day.
I am sure our pets are in Heaven waiting for us.
Prayers for you and your family.
I’m not a great fan of cats... but I am a great fan of love.
You showed great courage, determination and sacrifice all those years. Both you and your friend were richly rewarded.
I lost my mutt at the very end of 2007, after 16 years... sometimes I swear I can still smell his mangy butt around here.
regards,
djf
I’m so sorry to hear about your kitty. I don’t think you ever stop missing them - it just gets a little bit easier to cope with the kitty-shaped hole in your heart. I had to send my Bubba to the Rainbow Bridge almost two years ago and I still miss him.
So sorry to hear - sounds like a wonderful kitty.
Blessings to you...
Yay for y’all - what a fortunate kitty! Prayers for comfort and joyful memories.
Colonel, USAFR
Sounds like he should have been nicknamed “Lucky”.
With heartfelt sympathy...
I have shed a tear or two over lost kitties. My longest was Gray Kitty of 14 years.She traveled with me to Venezuela and the USVI. My latest was Benny who was a midget cat, born with one eye and more birth defects. Most intelligent cat of the many I have had and loved, He went to his greater kitty reward 2 weeks ago 6 months o;d and about thhe size of a 6 week old kitten. RIP Benny.
barbra ann
I’m very sorry to hear about your furry friend. From your words I can tell he was a truly special blessing.
I love cats...however I don’t know that I’d want to make it public that my cats name was schmeckle :)
Be thankful. The good Lord just loaned him to ya for a while and he wanted him back.
So sorry about Schmeckel. Beautiful kitty. I know it’s hard for you right now.
Schmeckel, please say meow to my Bud-Roe, will ya? 17 years and I still miss ya, buddy...
My heart aches for you. We know that awful feeling as we let loving pets go free of pain. The time Schmeckie was with you made you better and your life richer. I may be wrong, but I believe all animals go ome to God because they do perfectly what He wills. Schmeckie will be waiting for you and you will have eternity together.
Our sympathies. It’s always hard to lose a member of the family. They come to mean so much to us. We hurt when they do.
We had to put our poor little Stridar cat down this last Friday. Like all of our kitteh konspiracy, he was a rescue/found kitty. He was sort of thrown into the same box as his purported sister, Precious. I say purported because we were never sure that it was in fact his sister. The kids got to name these two, and since they were enamoured of all things Lord of he Rings, they named him Strider. that was later amended to Stridar, because he was one of those Cats Without a Brain. We always figured that he was so dumb, that the coyotes would get him sooner or later. Thing is, he was in fact SO dumb that he managed to survive until this last Friday.
The thing that got to him was thyroid problems. His behavior had become increasingly erratic over the last couple of years, and he wasn’t looking too good. He perked up quite a bit this last summer and looked like he was having a good time, but slid back down come the Fall.
So, when we took him to the vet, the diagnosis was thyroid trouble. For a thousand bucks or so, we were told, we could get him initial treatment and then he’d have to get pilled twice a day for the rest of his life. Quality of life for the little guy would have been questionable - it was sold to us a treatment, not a cure.
So we said, no, let him go to his reward. The vet tried to guilt-trip us into going for the treatment, but we held firm. I informed the vet that we STILL owed thousands of $ to WSU in a vain attempt five years ago to save Ginger, Candace’s Canadian mare. Furthermore, I let her know that all of our cats were ‘saved’ cats, and that we rescue an average of one horse per year - that’s all we could afford. That shut her up.
So I stayed with Stridar to the last, and told him we’d see him again.
Yeah - it’s hard.
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