Yesterday was a very difficult day for me. My beautiful cat, that is very near and dear to me, had to be put down. She had a lot of health issues going on but on top of that she had developed a virus that was essentially making her starve to death. I had to make the tough decision to put her down without getting a chance to say goodbye.
I wrote the following about her last night.
I held her all the way home, I cried more and I have buried her in a pot with her favourite blanket. I am sure many more tears will come as I adjust to a life without my beautiful furbaby. We weren't together long but she was the perfect adopted fur daughter for me.
When I first got her, she was timid. If you tried to pat her on the head she would shrink away. She hated being touched anywhere except for her back. I gained her trust though. Eventually I was able to pat her on the head, belly, chest and legs. I could pick her up and cuddle for minutes at a time. Zoe always wanted to be close without being on you. She was a beautiful cat. I am disappointed that she left me so soon, but do not regret a single moment of our companionship.
I don't know what happens when we die zoe, but I will miss you more than words express and I hope you are at peace.
Sorry for your loss. I have two cats, and the general mayhem of looking after them lights up my day. I remember how quiet it was before we had them. *hugs*