i can’t even bring myself to write about her. But she’s gone in heaven and I’m heartbroken.
I miss you Diddles
Momma loves you
I miss you Diddles
Momma loves you
Diddles baby, best loved cat, you were a wonderful feline from your babyhood.
You are still loved, and you will be there, at the Rainbow Bridge, waiting for your person and loving her, and helping her through life.
RIP sweetheart.
Some people have this need to assign blame to things that happen that don't necessarily have a cause for blame. It can almost be pathological in their thinking. Something bad happens, someone has to be responsible and take the blame and receive the scorn. But the world doesn't work that way and while sometimes there is an underlying blame for tragedies there often is not. Many people who think this way ultimately blame God. He is punishing people or some such thing. This is what gives rise to superstitions, if you do "this", whatever it is, it will cause some bad thing to happen. However in physics and the universe there is uncertainty and probability meaning that sometimes things just happen and there is no one to blame. Tornadoes just happen. Being in the path of one may or may not be your fault but that doesn't mean you are to bear the guilt of the tornado happening. Your mom needs to learn and come to grips with the fact that sometimes bad things happen and nobody is at fault. It is how the universe works.Thank you all for your kind words. I do need to say why my mother is harassing me. She’s elderly and has no faith in any female that works in the medical field. Diddles vet is a female. My mother doesn’t believe the vet did everything she could. My mother also believes that because my son chased Diddles from one room to another that he caused her issues. I even asked the vet and she said absolutely not possible. Diddles just happened to be a very sick cat that hid her illness like cats do.
Thankfully as if today my mother has dropped the issue. But she hurt me horribly in my time of despair and that can’t be taken back.
Thank you, your words help me to understand her way of thinkingSome people have this need to assign blame to things that happen that don't necessarily have a cause for blame. It can almost be pathological in their thinking. Something bad happens, someone has to be responsible and take the blame and receive the scorn. But the world doesn't work that way and while sometimes there is an underlying blame for tragedies there often is not. Many people who think this way ultimately blame God. He is punishing people or some such thing. This is what gives rise to superstitions, if you do "this", whatever it is, it will cause some bad thing to happen. However in physics and the universe there is uncertainty and probability meaning that sometimes things just happen and there is no one to blame. Tornadoes just happen. Being in the path of one may or may not be your fault but that doesn't mean you are to bear the guilt of the tornado happening. Your mom needs to learn and come to grips with the fact that sometimes bad things happen and nobody is at fault. It is how the universe works.
Thank you for your compassionRest you gentle, Sweet Diddles, dream you deep. Your pawprints are on your mama's heart forever.
I am so very, very sorry to hear this. Try to forgive your mother. Sometimes, for some people, anger and blame are easier to bear than pain, and they lash out, causing pain to those around them.
But Diddles is safe now. She has shrugged of that heavy coat of flesh that could no longer support her precious heart and gentle spirit. Now, she dances on sunlight, still loving you with a Love that is transformed, always near. Love abides, and in that Love, she is with you still.
Where's my hanky.......Thank you for your compassion
The vet gave me as much time before hand but had to give heavy pain meds so she wasn’t hurting. I sang her favorite song and told her I’d see her in heaven. That it was ok to go that she’d be pain free.
After she was put to sleep. They asked if I wanted to spend time with her. I told them no it’s just her tired sick body that her soul is on its way to heaven.
I’m having her cremated and they do a paw print impression. I bought a box from chewy that holds her ashes and the front holds a picture and a paw print. After her passing I asked for a clipping of her fur the tec asked from where and I chose the spot I always slept with my hand on by her shoulder.
I’m crying writing this but at least I know she’s not in pain or afraid now.