we're to take Harley into the vet today for a checkup re progress with his cancer. i can't face going there. hubby is going to take him. he's doing well, though, so i don't feel i have to go.
MoZo, I am so sorry for your loss. I hope you take comfort in the knowledge that you gave Rusty as good a life as any cat could hope for, and that Rusty gave to you equally in return.
i had acupuncture yesterday and was "needled" for the stress/emotions/etc. actually, it helped. it helped also 2 weeks ago when i made the decision to not do surgery.....i no longer felt conflicted re the decision.
i firmly believe in allowing myself to feel and cry. i still feel numb but that too shall pass.
ashes to ashes, dust to dust, yet forever alive in my heart.
MZ, tough one & I send hugs & sympathy with everyone else. Such a pretty boy & looks like he was full of personality. Sometimes life sucks but at least we have had the good fortune to know these wonderful souls. Dust to you & his kitty roommate.
I have been too much of a coward to open this thread, but you alluded to it in another thread and I thought I needed to face it. I am so very sorry for your loss. We are all different, but for me there are few things in life I find more upsetting than the loss of a pet. Of course I have never been through some of the horrors that others here have been through, or that others in the world have experienced, so I am not trying to compare my loss of a pet to genocide! But I have seen loss of jobs, a husband get a heart attack, a child get ill, suicide attempts, loss of a parent, a child's repeated psychiatric hospitalizations...i.e. normal bumps in the road...and loss of of a pet is right up there.
So to make a long story a bit shorter, my heart goes out to you and I send my love and prayers.
Rusty was all about living life.....he had "gusto"....at one time he was the Mikey of the group and would eat anything including if i gave him a bowl with just a bite or two in it to finish up if i asked him to. he was really very dog like......came when called, followed me around, ran up the stairs to beat me their, sit and watch me take a bath,...i could go on.