Three years ago, a scrawny stray cat appeared at my house. I had ten cats, I did *not* want to take in another cat and couldn't take responsibility for yet another stray. I ignored him.
But I have never met a cat that was so persistent. I don't have a normal work schedule and tend to come home at weird hours, but for a week straight, without fail, he was always sitting on my porch ready to greet me. When I would leave for work, he was there and even tried to jump in my car a few times. Finally, I was like... he knows what he wants, and what's another cat, really? So I took him in. I didn't want Ashwin, but he looked pretty sickly, and when I took him to the vet, I found out he had kidney disease. So I was like, fine. He looks terrible, surely won't live long, and I can keep him comfortable until it is his time. Much better than him being outside and suffering.
Inside the house, Ashwin was just as much of a sweetheart. My cats are various amounts of friendliness and outgoing, but Ashwin? He just wanted to be with me all the time. He always followed me around, wanted on my lap... At night, he would wrap his body around my face and lick my ears. He was always ready for a cuddle, and always so happy to to be near me. There wasn't a thing I did in my house that he wasn't just... there.
It was one of the nights when he was wrapped around my head I realized... Ashwin, I didn't want you, but now I can't imagine what it is going to be like to lose you.
As mentioned in another post, I had to put Ashwin down today. I've had a couple of scares with his kidney disease, but this was finally the one he couldn't recover from. When I got to the vet's office to see him for the final time, he was so perky. Meowed at me, purred, we cuddled on a cushion on the floor like old times. When the vet came in to put him to sleep, he sat up and meowed at her, so happy to see another person come and love on him. He was just so *happy*.
I've been home the rest of the day and even though my house is full of cats, it feels so empty without him. I love all my cats dearly, but seeing them hurts, they all remind me of him. It's just so hard. I've cuddled with my kitties today but they just don't cuddle the same way he did, they aren't Ashwin. I don't *want* them to be Ashwin, I love my cats for who they are, I just wish he wasn't gone.
Goodbye, Ashwin. I love you and already miss you so much.
But I have never met a cat that was so persistent. I don't have a normal work schedule and tend to come home at weird hours, but for a week straight, without fail, he was always sitting on my porch ready to greet me. When I would leave for work, he was there and even tried to jump in my car a few times. Finally, I was like... he knows what he wants, and what's another cat, really? So I took him in. I didn't want Ashwin, but he looked pretty sickly, and when I took him to the vet, I found out he had kidney disease. So I was like, fine. He looks terrible, surely won't live long, and I can keep him comfortable until it is his time. Much better than him being outside and suffering.
Inside the house, Ashwin was just as much of a sweetheart. My cats are various amounts of friendliness and outgoing, but Ashwin? He just wanted to be with me all the time. He always followed me around, wanted on my lap... At night, he would wrap his body around my face and lick my ears. He was always ready for a cuddle, and always so happy to to be near me. There wasn't a thing I did in my house that he wasn't just... there.
It was one of the nights when he was wrapped around my head I realized... Ashwin, I didn't want you, but now I can't imagine what it is going to be like to lose you.
As mentioned in another post, I had to put Ashwin down today. I've had a couple of scares with his kidney disease, but this was finally the one he couldn't recover from. When I got to the vet's office to see him for the final time, he was so perky. Meowed at me, purred, we cuddled on a cushion on the floor like old times. When the vet came in to put him to sleep, he sat up and meowed at her, so happy to see another person come and love on him. He was just so *happy*.
I've been home the rest of the day and even though my house is full of cats, it feels so empty without him. I love all my cats dearly, but seeing them hurts, they all remind me of him. It's just so hard. I've cuddled with my kitties today but they just don't cuddle the same way he did, they aren't Ashwin. I don't *want* them to be Ashwin, I love my cats for who they are, I just wish he wasn't gone.
Goodbye, Ashwin. I love you and already miss you so much.
