We are all kinda shocked. Especially since it was so sudden.
I miss her already. Despite my love for animals she was my first pet, now I have a hard time imagining my daily life without a cat.
There is definitely a cat-shaped hole in our hearts, but I feel like we should wait getting another one. It might sound silly but to me it would feel like I’d just replace her, like a broken toy. And I don’t want that.
Not silly at all. Most people feel like that when they lose their cat. For some it takes days, for me it took a few weeks, for others it might take months. At some point, you will be ready to get to know a new cat and love them for who they are. Just take your time now, and know that your first pet will always occupy a special place in your heart.
Goddammit now I’m crying again. I still miss Pollux a lot too.
She was beautiful, just look at the mischief in those eyes. I am so sad for you right now. Those trips to the vet where you think and hope it is something minor but that happens are the worst…
I have a cat on my lap as I’m typing this and she isn’t particularly happy with the extra squeezy cuddles she is getting at the moment.
I understand your not want to get another one straight away, but she will never be replaced. I personally can’t wait, but that is because I have always had a cat or dog, or both, since as long as I can remember and it is because the emptiness they leave behind is too much for me to bear.
It never gets any easier to say goodbye to such a loving and loyal companion, but I couldn’t imagine my life without them.
Yeah it is awfully dusty in here at the moment as well…
It has been nearly eight years since we had to take the sweetest dog in the world to the vet in very similar circumstances to Aginor. I felt numb for days and still miss her like it was yesterday.
Wham Wham WHAM!!! Three hard slaps on my chest this morning, and my eyes snap open to find myself nose-to-nose and face to face with my cat, who is staring right in my eyes from a quarter inch away. I roll out of bed and i’m halfway to her food bowl before I realize what I’m doing and turn around to say “Wait… did you REALLY just wake me up like that?!”
Sad to report I just lost my boy Apollo this morning. His 11th birthday was supposed to be Sunday. Cancer. He is the last of my dogs, I’ve had a lot in my adult life. I’ve loved all my dogs, but Apollo has been with me and pretty much the center of my life since retirement 5 years ago. He went with me everywhere, trips all across this country with me. Things all my other dogs were never able to do since I pretty much just worked and slept in those days.