I've been grieving all summer.
Quill passed over the Bridge in early June, after the final stages of CKD had taken its toll on him. And it was the saddest, darkest day of my life. He was acting fine that morning until he pushed too hard, I guess. We found him collapsed, unable to walk, on the landing leading from the basement where we kept his litter box and I knew it was his time. I scooped him up in my arms, and with it being Sunday and my vet being closed, we could either go to Emergency across the city or just let him go where he would be comfortable.
So, we chose to part ways.
I was with him all day long, gave him all of my thanks and love, sang to him, and watched as his beautiful, soft golden eyes darkened and his breathing became shallow. At 7 PM, I placed my hand over his heart and felt it stop. I've never felt anything like it - a life so filled with love and happiness just suddenly stop. It was extraordinary, and I felt relieved that Quill didn't have to suffer any longer. It was an honour to be with him while he left our world.
Goodbye Little Soul. I will always love you, sweet boy <3
This is the last photo I took of him, about a week before he died. Time has passed by, and I've been blessed with a beautiful black kitten named Frankie. I think Quill had a part in helping me find him.
Quill passed over the Bridge in early June, after the final stages of CKD had taken its toll on him. And it was the saddest, darkest day of my life. He was acting fine that morning until he pushed too hard, I guess. We found him collapsed, unable to walk, on the landing leading from the basement where we kept his litter box and I knew it was his time. I scooped him up in my arms, and with it being Sunday and my vet being closed, we could either go to Emergency across the city or just let him go where he would be comfortable.
So, we chose to part ways.
I was with him all day long, gave him all of my thanks and love, sang to him, and watched as his beautiful, soft golden eyes darkened and his breathing became shallow. At 7 PM, I placed my hand over his heart and felt it stop. I've never felt anything like it - a life so filled with love and happiness just suddenly stop. It was extraordinary, and I felt relieved that Quill didn't have to suffer any longer. It was an honour to be with him while he left our world.
Goodbye Little Soul. I will always love you, sweet boy <3
This is the last photo I took of him, about a week before he died. Time has passed by, and I've been blessed with a beautiful black kitten named Frankie. I think Quill had a part in helping me find him.
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