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The loss of a beloved feline
7 years ago
For the last month or to, my beloved feline Zeus has been losing weight at a alarming speed. We changed his food and that seemed to help. But early to mid October, His weight started to decline again. In the last week his health went from bad, to worse.
In the span of 4 days, He has basiclly become a skeleton. No musle mass, no fat, nothing but skin and bone. In the last 4 days he went from just deing skinny, to not eating, or drinking. Hes been dry heaving, Hasnt used the litter box. In the Last four days he went from walking with a slight limp, To a drunken stumble, Wobbling side to side, falling down.
In the last four days he went from a normal purr, to a broken and cherpish purr. In the last four days, he has been suffering, And we knew it. But couldn't do anything abou it. I love my cats, both of them. And I would physicaly die for them. It is October 23erd 2018. And we can no longer bear the sight of his condition.
Weather we can afford it or not, at 7pm ET on October 23erd 2018, Zeus will go to the vets office for the last time. Once there he will no longer be in pain, no longer suffering. It pains me to see him go. I love him with eveything iv got, And this is why I don't know if il be going to the vet with both my mom, and older brother.
Iv had depression since 2008, Im emotionally unstable. And I don't know if I could handle watching one of my family members die right in front of me. I know is a peacfull death. And I know it will be quick. But hes still my cat. We've had him since he was a kitten. I cant just let that go.
My brain tells me I should stay home. To say my good byes before he leaves and goes to what I hope is a better place. But my heart tells me I should go, To be there with him in his finale moments. To show him that I do indeed love him. I just dont know if I can take that. I promised both him, and myself that I would not cry untill he passed away. And for the most part, I have done that.
But I dont think I could be that strong in the final moments. Worse of all, We still dont know whats actually killing him. We all think its cancer. What ever it is, Its killing and stealing my best friend. I dont write journals that often. Nobody reads them anyhow. But if you do. PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE! Send us you're thoughts and prayers for this difficult time.
Zeus was and still is a good cat, ANd he will be surely missed and never forgotten.
In the span of 4 days, He has basiclly become a skeleton. No musle mass, no fat, nothing but skin and bone. In the last 4 days he went from just deing skinny, to not eating, or drinking. Hes been dry heaving, Hasnt used the litter box. In the Last four days he went from walking with a slight limp, To a drunken stumble, Wobbling side to side, falling down.
In the last four days he went from a normal purr, to a broken and cherpish purr. In the last four days, he has been suffering, And we knew it. But couldn't do anything abou it. I love my cats, both of them. And I would physicaly die for them. It is October 23erd 2018. And we can no longer bear the sight of his condition.
Weather we can afford it or not, at 7pm ET on October 23erd 2018, Zeus will go to the vets office for the last time. Once there he will no longer be in pain, no longer suffering. It pains me to see him go. I love him with eveything iv got, And this is why I don't know if il be going to the vet with both my mom, and older brother.
Iv had depression since 2008, Im emotionally unstable. And I don't know if I could handle watching one of my family members die right in front of me. I know is a peacfull death. And I know it will be quick. But hes still my cat. We've had him since he was a kitten. I cant just let that go.
My brain tells me I should stay home. To say my good byes before he leaves and goes to what I hope is a better place. But my heart tells me I should go, To be there with him in his finale moments. To show him that I do indeed love him. I just dont know if I can take that. I promised both him, and myself that I would not cry untill he passed away. And for the most part, I have done that.
But I dont think I could be that strong in the final moments. Worse of all, We still dont know whats actually killing him. We all think its cancer. What ever it is, Its killing and stealing my best friend. I dont write journals that often. Nobody reads them anyhow. But if you do. PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE! Send us you're thoughts and prayers for this difficult time.
Zeus was and still is a good cat, ANd he will be surely missed and never forgotten.
Never be ashamed of your feelings.
Sadly, I know how this feels. My first cat, Zeba, had to be put down due to a condition where her lungs kept filling up with fluid.
At 8 years old, it was my decision on whether or not to have her put down or to spend one more night with her. The latter meaning that she would be dead come morning.
Yes, it was a hard decision. Yes, it was difficult to see it happen and I bawled like a baby for the next few weeks.
But I definitely don't regret being there for her at the end.
I'm 26 now and I still cry about it. Granted, I also am the type of person who cries easy and often heh.
But it will get easier. Just don't forget that it is okay what you're feeling. Loss is still loss, no matter what form it comes in.