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he's gone

This morning at 11:30, I held my sweet little kitty in my arms as they put him to sleep. I'll miss him so much.


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Feb. 28th, 2009 07:17 pm (UTC)
I am so sorry *hugs*
Feb. 28th, 2009 07:29 pm (UTC)
I'm so sorry for your loss. He was a beautiful kitty.
Feb. 28th, 2009 08:31 pm (UTC)
I'm so sorry. Big hugs to you all.
Feb. 28th, 2009 09:10 pm (UTC)
Oh, Deb, I'm so sorry. *hugs*
Mar. 1st, 2009 01:13 am (UTC)
I am so sorry.
Mar. 1st, 2009 01:26 am (UTC)
I'm sorry for the loss of your friend. I know it must have been a hard decision but if it's any comfort I would have done the same thing. xo
Mar. 1st, 2009 03:00 am (UTC)
Oh, kitties and I are so, so sorry.
Safe journey back to Bast, little furperson.
Mar. 1st, 2009 04:12 am (UTC)
Oh, I'm so sorry!
Mar. 4th, 2009 04:37 pm (UTC)
i'm so sorry, deb. i was away when this happened. i know how hard it is. my thoughts are with you.

how is the other kitty doing?
Mar. 4th, 2009 05:53 pm (UTC)
Hamlet seems to be just starting to realize that Prospero isn't coming home. He stayed at the vet's overnight several times, so Hamlet has been alone for short periods before, but I think he's starting to clue in. Yesterday was the first day he was home without one of us. He seems to be getting a lot more vocal, and clingier.
Mar. 4th, 2009 08:36 pm (UTC)
this is what happened with henry after sam died. henry, who was always silent, started talking and was clingier than ever before (which i thought was impossible!). it took about a month for him to chill out a bit but i still find him looking confused when he looks for sam in sam's old hiding places.

let me know if you need to talk, ok? i'm here and i get it.
Mar. 4th, 2009 09:15 pm (UTC)
You, too (can talk to me).

I don't mind clingier - lord knows I was always trying to get them to stay on my lap. It's just so sad, that he doesn't understand.

I hoping my own landmines will run out soon. I went to pick up the laundry, and had to remove the cat carrier from the trunk. Wrenching. I still have to bring it in from the car. I don't mind so much seeing his favorite places, because those are good memories, but anything having to do with the vet, or his chemo ... almost the first thing I managed to do Saturday was throw away all the medicine and syringes - and that was the first thing Rich had been planning to do when he got home.
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