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4 months ago
So... It's hard to talk about it... but the next day after the post about help in treatment, we had to euthanize the cat. On my birthday, we went to two veterinary clinics, and after an ultrasound scan, we were diagnosed with urinary tract obstruction. There are stones stuck in her tracks, 3 stones from one pack, 4 stones in the other. We left her in the clinic for a day under the supervision of doctors (they gave her IVs and necessary medications). On the morning of April 26, the doctor called us, informed us that the cat had eaten and was even able to go to the toilet. After repeated ultrasound, the situation has not changed. Therefore, on the same day, the surgeon called us and told us about the situation that had arisen. They cannot cut out every stone, as they will simply cut out the entire urinary tract and spoil it. We were offered an expensive operation in which they did not give us a chance of survival, they said that the implant might not take root, an infection might appear, and in general it was a lottery with survival. But if we are lucky, the cat will survive and remain disabled for the rest of her life, she will urinate blood, experience pain and discomfort, she will have uncontrolled urination, and she will visit clinics for washing 2 times a month for the rest of her life (again, the risks of infection can arise at any minute). Through pain and tears, we decided to let her go, she has suffered and suffered greatly in the last few days, and imagine that she will experience pain for the rest of her life because of our selfishness... We couldn't afford that. Many people might think that we felt sorry for the money, or we didn't like the cat... This is not true, I fed this kitten from an eyedropper, she was our princess, the most gentle kitty with the character and manners of a lady. We just can't let her suffer.. if the doctors had said that the operation would help her, she would not feel pain, I would have given all the money in the world for it, sold all the expensive equipment and would have taken out a lot of loans so that she would stay with us. I am crying now as I write this text, we miss her very much, we miss her look, her hoarse purr, her soft fur and warmth. There are only photos and memories of her left. I blame myself for the fact that maybe I could have prevented it somehow, maybe I'm a bad hostess, maybe I wasn't worthy to have this beautiful creature next to me... I do not know, I still have a cat and a dog. I have to get out of this mourning somehow and be with them, give them attention and care.
Sleep sweetly, our gentle girl
We will never forget you.
(I am not a direct native English speaker, I use a translator, sorry for the mistakes)
Sleep sweetly, our gentle girl
We will never forget you.
(I am not a direct native English speaker, I use a translator, sorry for the mistakes)
Find comfort in knowing that you gave your cat a good and loving life. That's what matters the most. I know this was a hard choice, but you did the right thing.
My cat had a similar diagnosis last year, and I understand how you feel.... I hug you and hope for the best, because you definitely made the right choice and thought exactly how your kitty would feel. She will always be there for you in your heart, so try to remember only the good moments with her, I'm sure you gave her best life and she is very grateful to you 🙏🙏
I actually saw your journal last week already and really meant to respond earlier…
But, well—"life" just got in the way and I didn’t get around to it until now.
Anyway… I’m so, so sorry for your loss.
Two years ago, my dog also received a diagnosis that eventually led us to that same heartbreaking decision—to let her go.
I can truly feel and understand what you’re going through… especially that emotional whirlwind it throws you into.
Back then, I was devastated.
There were moments where I wanted to be selfish…
Moments where I wanted to refuse to say goodbye, just to keep her with me a little longer.
But in the end, we let her go.
And honestly, it felt like a part of my soul shattered into a thousand little pieces.
Spending so many years with an animal…
It truly turns them into family.
For me, it almost felt like I had lost a sister.
Even now, I still find myself crying from time to time when I think of her.
So please—everything you're feeling right now, all those emotions… they're more than just “normal.” They’re human.
But coming back to you—
From every word you wrote, I could feel just how much love and care you had for your cat.
There’s absolutely no doubt in my mind:
You were a wonderful, loving hostess.
You gave her a life full of warmth and gentleness.
So please, try not to be so hard on yourself.
You did everything in your power—everything that was possible.
And I honestly believe you made the right decision:
You’ll remember her for the good times, the loving moments you shared…
Rather than watching her suffer through a life full of pain.
I’m so sorry for what you're going through, and I’m sending you the warmest, tightest hug.
She will always live in your heart and remain a part of your soul.
All the best to you.
(I use a translator too - sorry if something turns wrong... >.<)
Mhhhmm… personally, it took me a loooooong time until I was able to look at old pictures again, to dive into memories—and not feel mostly pain about the loss, instead of joy about the beautiful moments I shared together with my dog.
I seriously hate the saying “time heals all wounds,” but honestly… at some point, I have to admit it holds some truth.
Because eventually, we do start to adapt to the situation… and well—life keeps going.
A simple truth that sometimes still feels painfully cruel.
Yeah… losing a beloved animal leaves a huge gap in the family constellation.
And that emptiness—it can be overwhelming at times.
In my case, the worst part for me was this:
My dog was small, and during every meal—breakfast, lunch, or dinner—she used to jump onto my chair, curl up behind my back, and warm me.
The realization that she was gone made it impossible for me to eat at our living room table for months.
Much later, I managed to sit there again…
But I placed a pillow behind me, trying to imitate that feeling—just to hold onto a tiny bit of her presence.
Anyway… speaking of you—
I'm absolutely sure your cat will be reborn someday as a super duper happy and cheerful cat again.
She’ll enjoy her new life to the fullest—and most importantly: maaaaany delicious shrimps, haha :D
And even though your other cat and dog can’t replace her (nothing truly can), maybe—if it feels right—you’ll be able to find new moments of joy with them.
Not as a substitute, but as a source of warmth and connection.
And finally… just a few words about crying I want to share with you:
Crying is not embarrassing, and it’s definitely not a weakness.
Quite the opposite—it shows vulnerability.
And it shows just how deeply something truly mattered to you.