I lost my best friend on Saturday 3/17/2018. He was born on 3/17/2006 and I had to put him to sleep on the morning of his 12th birthday. My friend says it is poetic that he passed away on his birthday. But I only feel heartbreak.
Malibu has been my best friend for twelve years. Exactly 12 years. Not a day more, not a day less. I was 19 when I took him home as a kitten. We have lived together in the same little one-bedroom condo for his entire life. We adopted Kali in 2011 and it has been just the three of us ever since.
I take such good care of my cats. I keep them indoors. I feed them a species-appropriate raw food diet. I do a full Senior Panel bloodwork every year when we visit the veterinarian for their check-ups. I don't over-vaccinate. I have an excellent pet insurance policy and a hefty savings account in case any kitty medical emergency arises. I was certain my cat would live to be 20....AT LEAST. Probably 23...because I take such good care of him. My cat was going to die an old man. He was supposed to be a part of my life when I get married and have children.
It didn't matter that he was well taken care of...I lost him. It was sudden and unexpected. How could I not have known that my cat had cancer? How did I not sense this? It never showed up on any of his bloodwork but I SHOULD HAVE FELT IT! I should have known...In less than 5 days, he went from being the most energetic, healthiest and happiest love of my life to...just gone.
Symptoms showed on Monday (fever, mild lethargy, loss of appetite). Vet visit was on Tuesday morning. Vet sent me to a specialist on Wednesday who diagnosed him with Large Cell Lymphoma. WHAT??? HOW??? Started medication on Thursday...but he wasn't bouncing back. He was withering away before my eyes. Friday night was the worst night of our lives and I knew...I knew our time together was over. Our precious time of loving each other was closing. Too fast. Too unexpected. I feel cheated of the decade more that we were supposed to have together. Twelve is not a full life. My heart is aching...My heart is aching...My heart is aching...
The link below is a video I made as a tribute. The video pales in comparison of his beautiful personality and the real-life love we had for each other. But it is all I have now since I don't have Malibu anymore.
Malibu_HD_MEDIUM_FR30_(4).mp4
(Please let me know if the link above does not work and I will figure out another way to post the video)
Malibu has been my best friend for twelve years. Exactly 12 years. Not a day more, not a day less. I was 19 when I took him home as a kitten. We have lived together in the same little one-bedroom condo for his entire life. We adopted Kali in 2011 and it has been just the three of us ever since.
I take such good care of my cats. I keep them indoors. I feed them a species-appropriate raw food diet. I do a full Senior Panel bloodwork every year when we visit the veterinarian for their check-ups. I don't over-vaccinate. I have an excellent pet insurance policy and a hefty savings account in case any kitty medical emergency arises. I was certain my cat would live to be 20....AT LEAST. Probably 23...because I take such good care of him. My cat was going to die an old man. He was supposed to be a part of my life when I get married and have children.
It didn't matter that he was well taken care of...I lost him. It was sudden and unexpected. How could I not have known that my cat had cancer? How did I not sense this? It never showed up on any of his bloodwork but I SHOULD HAVE FELT IT! I should have known...In less than 5 days, he went from being the most energetic, healthiest and happiest love of my life to...just gone.
Symptoms showed on Monday (fever, mild lethargy, loss of appetite). Vet visit was on Tuesday morning. Vet sent me to a specialist on Wednesday who diagnosed him with Large Cell Lymphoma. WHAT??? HOW??? Started medication on Thursday...but he wasn't bouncing back. He was withering away before my eyes. Friday night was the worst night of our lives and I knew...I knew our time together was over. Our precious time of loving each other was closing. Too fast. Too unexpected. I feel cheated of the decade more that we were supposed to have together. Twelve is not a full life. My heart is aching...My heart is aching...My heart is aching...
The link below is a video I made as a tribute. The video pales in comparison of his beautiful personality and the real-life love we had for each other. But it is all I have now since I don't have Malibu anymore.
Malibu_HD_MEDIUM_FR30_(4).mp4
(Please let me know if the link above does not work and I will figure out another way to post the video)