Spillo again

[gothikmaus]

Thanks for your comments to my previous post. Things are slowly getting better, but I'll need time to get over it, he was with us for almost 14 years. It's not so bad when I'm out somewhere, but when I get home I still expect to see him sitting in front of the door, miaowing and purring. I still tend to put my bag on my desk and not on my chair, because he liked sleeping there. I still reflexively watch out for his litter box when I walk into the bathroom, even if the litter box is not there anymore. Sometimes I even seem to hear him or see him out of the corner of my eyes.

We knew he was quite old for a cat. He suffered from kidney failure two years ago, he recovered completely but we were aware he could have a relapse. We just weren't expecting him to die now, it was so sudden. He was a bit weak lately, but he always got weak and whiny in summer because of the heat. He looked healthy (I took the photo I posted in my previous entry one month ago), he could jump and run with no problems, and the day before he died he was lively and played like I hadn't seen him play in a long time. I guess that was his swan song.

Well, at least I was with him a lot in the last three weeks, the forced holiday period was good for something. As soon as I'm able to think of him without crying like a baby, I'll write down all the good memories I have of him, so I'll read them in a few years and smile.

Some people called my mother and me stupid and told us there's no need to cry, because "it was just a cat". Yes, we know he was just a cat, but he was our cat. And those people can go fuck themselves.

Comments

[schonste.livejournal.com]

Omg, anybody who says "just a [pet]" is a horrible jerk anyway. How can you not care for another being that lived with you for over a decade??? Terrible >[

I wish I could cheer you up but I feel like pictures of kittens would probably not help XD;