Hi Steemian,
I'm finally ready to make a post about my lovely cat who just passed away. I thank anyone who takes the time to read this. Sorry if it's a bit long...
My cat, Laboon, had to be put to sleep on Saturday, December 9th, 2017. He was 4 years old. He was a beautiful dark brown colored cat with a heart shaped nose and beautiful yellow eyes. (will post a photo soon).
About a couple weeks before he died she started having problems walking and ended up not being able to walk at all. We took him to the vet five times and a specialist. It turned out that he was in the last stage of cancer. We had no idea he had cancer. He was never ill and hide it well. He was not in any pain. He was his usual self up until the week before his passing. So the specialist told us she had a few days left. We tried a few shots...whatever we could to help her. She started to get paralysis and the doctor told us there was nothing we could do.
So he stopped eating and drinking and began yelling out in pain during the night. We were able to spend a few days with him, petting him, talking and singing to him. We made every moment comfortable for her and he was still purring even though he could no longer move his back legs or get up. He was even holding my hand like he always did. I would hold my hand out and he would put him little paw in my hand and squeeze my hand. So he was declining very, very fast and his breathing was getting bad, there was no hope left. We had to make the very painful and hard decision to free him of his pain and let him go before things got really hard for her.
When we took him in they took us in a very nice room, that had the rainbow bridge painted on the wall and little statues of angels and pets all over the room. I kissed him and held him and told him that I would be okay. I told him he would always be number one and that he was the best cat ever. It was heartbreaking. So when he went I did feel a strange feeling, a lift almost I could feel his soul leaving. He looked so peaceful and beautiful.
It was beyond hard and I never dreamed I would ever have to make that decision for any of my furry kids, let alone him. In my eyes he was "Super Cat" because he was tough and always did "his thing" even as she got sick. He enjoyed laying out in the sun, he loved the outdoors. I just didn't see this coming. I am thankful that the cancer didn't affect him AT ALL until a few days before he passed.
Anyways, I feel lost without him. He was with me through so much, always there. Always there to sit on my lap and give me kisses. I MISS him SO much. The pain is unbearable. I know it will take time but it's so hard. I do have other animals..but I just miss her so much. I keep expecting to see him or to see him waiting in the kitchen for her food or running and laying in the yard.
I hope in time my pain will go away (and I know it will because I've been through this before with my other furry kids) but it's so so so so hard.
