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Last sunday my heart broke. My sweet dear Max is gone. He acted like himself, ate a whole pack of vet food, used the toilet, wanted to cuddle. On the sofa while cuddling, I noticed he had very laboured breathing. I took him to the ER vet. And I got the devastating news that he had an extreme bad infection. Very thick fluid in his chest. I honestly don’t remember all they said, but cancer was a possibillity. And I made the hardest decition I have ever made, to let him go. They could have tried to treat him over the next few days, chest drain and heavy doses of antibiotics, with very poor prognosis, so I let him go. I have been crying ever since. I still have his brother Pepsi with me, but my sweet dear Max is gone, 6,5 years old I feel guilty for not trying everything, and at the same time I did not want to put him through hell, for that is what it would have been. With only a slight chance of survival.
I am honestly not sure how to stop being sad. It really feels like I have lost my soulmate. We had a special bond. A bond I don’t have with Pepsi even with how much I love him. I have spent ~6 years on the sofa with him on my arm, purring. He made me the comic pictures of the girl looking at her cat, starting to cry because she loves the cat so much.
Pepsi is being showered with love, but he is not Max. He likes his cuddles in 5 min portions. I get a lot of them, I love every minute of them, but its not the same. Its more intense and not as relaxing and chill.
I can focus on other things, «be normal» around people, but thinking about Max, about the life we had together, I just cry because I miss him so much. It really feels like he has taken a piece of me with him, and I will never be whole again.
I have had cats before who have died or dissapeared, and I have cried and been sad. Evem to this day 10+ years later I can cry about them. But non of them can evem measure up to the bond I had with Max. I know life will get better. Tomorrow marks the 1 week for him being gone, so its still fresh. But even if it will get better, I really don’t know if I will ever be 100% ever again.
I am honestly not sure how to stop being sad. It really feels like I have lost my soulmate. We had a special bond. A bond I don’t have with Pepsi even with how much I love him. I have spent ~6 years on the sofa with him on my arm, purring. He made me the comic pictures of the girl looking at her cat, starting to cry because she loves the cat so much.
Pepsi is being showered with love, but he is not Max. He likes his cuddles in 5 min portions. I get a lot of them, I love every minute of them, but its not the same. Its more intense and not as relaxing and chill.
I can focus on other things, «be normal» around people, but thinking about Max, about the life we had together, I just cry because I miss him so much. It really feels like he has taken a piece of me with him, and I will never be whole again.
I have had cats before who have died or dissapeared, and I have cried and been sad. Evem to this day 10+ years later I can cry about them. But non of them can evem measure up to the bond I had with Max. I know life will get better. Tomorrow marks the 1 week for him being gone, so its still fresh. But even if it will get better, I really don’t know if I will ever be 100% ever again.
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