For everyone that reads my s/mb and has been keeping up with my cat, I’m sad to say that she passed away last night. We gave her medicine and did everything that we could, but the infection was stronger than her. The exact condition she had has too long of a name for me to remember, but the vet said it is similar to parvo, which only has a 20% survival rate.
We buried her just after sunrise. The sky was still full of beautiful colors and an array of different patterned clouds. The earth was just waking up, birds singing and night bugs still making their calls. The air was a perfect, cool temperature, only a very slight breeze present. It’s the kind of morning she would’ve loved.
It’s hard to imagine a world without her, but I guess that’s my reality now. She was barely 2. She still had a lot of life ahead of her, but some cruel sickness had to take her way too soon.
I’m going to make a point to plant a big flower garden next spring where she’s buried. I’ll try to do it by April 5th, her birthday. She deserves it. She deserves so much more than this.
This is the first time we’ve had only one animal in 12 years. It’s going to be so quiet... This is the second pet we’ve lost in 4 weeks. It’s really, really rough. It’ll get better, but for now it’s rough.