justginger|1384649110|3557797 said:Thank you everyone for your kind words - I know so many of you know this pain too well.
This morning was the worst. The four litter mates all sleep in one of the spare rooms together, a nightly thing that started when they were at the age that they would run amok and keep us up all night if not confined. Every morning they hear me get up, and assume their positions. Exacta and Quinella, the two whities, race out the door and straight to the food bowl as soon as it's cracked. Derby and Filly wait on a platform, right next to the door at head level for me to give them a pat. Then Derby jumps down to join the others at breakfast. Filly and I always stay where we are for our morning loving, 5 minutes or so for just the two of us.
I put the other three up last night, before the vet arrived. This morning I opened the door and for the first time ever, the whities didn't run to the food dish. Quinella and Derby both systematically walked around the entire house, calling for Filly (even when he had been away at the vets they didn't behave like this). They looked everywhere, even pawing at the closet door until I opened it to show them that it was empty. Exacta always was the most connected to Filly, he knew where to go immediately while the other two were searching. He went straight on my bed, sniffed around until he found the spot where Filly passed, and flopped on his back, rubbing his face and head all over the comforter. I just burst into tears, it was heart-wrenching to watch. The others joined him, and I took them into the spare room to have a sniff of the box he is in prior to being planted under the frang today. In the past I've always shown kitties their departed counterparts and they've seemingly not cared - just sniff and saunter off. I should have known better this time, with litter mates who have been together for 13 months. They needed to know what happened. How they knew he was actually gone, and not just at the vets, I have no idea.
So, I have some very clingy kitties today. That's a good thing, the cuddles are easy and frequent.
Yssie|1384903417|3559526 said:Oh Ginger, I'm so, so, so sorry.
I read this thread early this morning but I haven't been able to respond without crying until now. I truly believe Exacta knows exactly how you feel... our miracle boy Garett is all-black, too. When he was sick we couldn't pry his sister from his side - everywhere he went, she went, litterbox and all. She nursed him back to health as much as I did, and... God. It isn't fair, is it? I wouldn't wish the pain of losing a loved one on any other creature in the world, two-legged or four
Filly was so lucky Ginger - he got to spend all his life with a wonderful caregiver who loved him with everything she had, and he passed basking in that love - and now I just *know* that he spends his days sharing his memories and stories with Trifecta, and when they're tired they curl up together with the pieces of your heart they took with them.
I wish I had the right things to say. I wish there was something to say that could make it hurt less... but I don't think there is, maybe only lots of ::HUGS:: from your friends who understand this heartache all too well
justginger|1384653397|3557821 said:Minou: my husband has commented on occasion that he doesn't think he could be me. He said, "You feel things so much more than me; I don't think I could handle those emotions. Life would just overwhelm me." I hadn't thought of it like that before, but sometimes I don't like being me either.