Saddle thrombus took my soul cat away
His name was Mistletoe. I know it’s only been a day but it truly honestly feels like I will never get to the level of happiness I was at prior to this ever again.
Those two hours of hell are something I wish I could erase from my memory. if I had to give him up to ensure he’d never have to die in such pain I would. He was hooked up on pain meds woth oxygen but that doesn’t erase the pain he endured. I don’t care that he had nine amazing hears when the last two hours of his life were so horrible. I cried and kissed him and he held my hand.
i want his soft fur back, I want his smelly drool. He drooled when he was happy so I could never snuggle him before work. He loved to chase his tail and even the night before he was playing like a madman. He tried to bury his food and he always got litter everywhere.
my childhood cat died suddenly and painfully too. I just wish I knew why this happened to me. i feel so cursed. Just take it out on me instead.
i love you so much my sweet boy. I hope you are happy or at least at peace.