Well, let me start off to say this is great site. I haven't been on much, dealing with a lot, including the kids.
My cat passed on yesterday, I know she was old. I feel like a baby, crying a lot. She was either 17-18 years old depends on what month she was born, I knew it was coming but I didn’t expect this kind of emotions. ^..^ I’m doing worse then my 5 year old ^..^
I guess it was when I got her; she had been to 8 different homes in the first 9 years of her life. I could tell she was beat with a broom a lot, and she hated men. I ended up getting with an abusive guy, he hurt both of us. And she would lay on my bed with me when he went to work (I’d call in a lot), we'd spend the whole day laying there. I left him, and she stayed with me through all of it. My friends didn’t come around (I wasn’t allowed), I wasn’t allowed to leave either, I would lock us in the bathroom a lot to get away when he was there. She was ALL I had in that time.
Anyway, I met someone else and ended up getting married and having kids. Before marrying I found a kitten less than 5 weeks old, I brought her home and she cared for her like she was the mom. They never fought; they have always cared for each other. Anyway, I moved in with hubby and she rarely came around, unless I wasn’t feeling well or she wasn’t feeling well.
Slowly throughout time she started coming around my hubby, it took her 3 years to trust him. He’s not a cat person either; he thought she was the best cat ever.
Anyway i'm rambling, I found her passed away this morning. I saw her yesterday morning, she was laying there on the floor, I gave her a nice rub down and did a finger kiss. She was laying there on her side, with her head cocked sideways, one eye closed, the other half open, completely comfortable. She meowed at me. I found her this morning, in the exact same spot, same look on her face, didn’t even move. She passed right after I gave her some love. It’s almost like she wanted that to happen, I do remember a different look in her eyes. But thought nothing of it.
Before anyone says anything, I don’t ignore my cats I didn’t notice because she stays downstairs, she’s not fond of our "big" dogs (they aren’t allowed downstairs). They knew who was top cat, but the basement was her palace. She had her food, water, litter box, place she perched every day. I made it a habit of checking on her ATLEAST once a day. And my roommate lives in the basement but he works graveyards, and she was in the back of the house pass the laundry room.
Anyway, my 5 year old makes it harder too, she says "mom, thelma used to give me kisses" It breaks my heart; my cat never liked kids, used to get terrorized before I got her. But she loved my daughter.
She also said to me today "mom, if me unbury her will she be alive again"
It broke my heart again. Tomorrow we are going to make a heart stepping stone and put it above her, we burryied her in the front yard.
I REALLY REALLY do apologize for rambling on, but I have a problem with the other cat I have. She’s not herself, her nick name is spaz, she’s 5 and in between maturing and want to flip out and play with everything. I tried to find her, hiding under my bed most of the day. Couldn’t get her out. Finally after 10 hours I saw her downstairs (she slipped passed me somehow) she was sitting back in the back right next to were Thelma passed at. She wouldn’t move. I just sat on the floor hoping she'd come to me. I eventually got up off the floor and went and picked her up and she laid her head on my chest. She never does that, no meow, no purr, nothing.
I will let her be for the rest of the night, unless she doesn’t come to bed, she sleeps at the foot of my side of the bed.
I guess does anyone know how this will affect her?
Thelma was her mom, when Thelma wasn’t feeling well eero would clean her, and stay by her side until she felt better.
I don’t know I’m a 29 year old cry baby right now.
My cat passed on yesterday, I know she was old. I feel like a baby, crying a lot. She was either 17-18 years old depends on what month she was born, I knew it was coming but I didn’t expect this kind of emotions. ^..^ I’m doing worse then my 5 year old ^..^
I guess it was when I got her; she had been to 8 different homes in the first 9 years of her life. I could tell she was beat with a broom a lot, and she hated men. I ended up getting with an abusive guy, he hurt both of us. And she would lay on my bed with me when he went to work (I’d call in a lot), we'd spend the whole day laying there. I left him, and she stayed with me through all of it. My friends didn’t come around (I wasn’t allowed), I wasn’t allowed to leave either, I would lock us in the bathroom a lot to get away when he was there. She was ALL I had in that time.
Anyway, I met someone else and ended up getting married and having kids. Before marrying I found a kitten less than 5 weeks old, I brought her home and she cared for her like she was the mom. They never fought; they have always cared for each other. Anyway, I moved in with hubby and she rarely came around, unless I wasn’t feeling well or she wasn’t feeling well.
Slowly throughout time she started coming around my hubby, it took her 3 years to trust him. He’s not a cat person either; he thought she was the best cat ever.
Anyway i'm rambling, I found her passed away this morning. I saw her yesterday morning, she was laying there on the floor, I gave her a nice rub down and did a finger kiss. She was laying there on her side, with her head cocked sideways, one eye closed, the other half open, completely comfortable. She meowed at me. I found her this morning, in the exact same spot, same look on her face, didn’t even move. She passed right after I gave her some love. It’s almost like she wanted that to happen, I do remember a different look in her eyes. But thought nothing of it.
Before anyone says anything, I don’t ignore my cats I didn’t notice because she stays downstairs, she’s not fond of our "big" dogs (they aren’t allowed downstairs). They knew who was top cat, but the basement was her palace. She had her food, water, litter box, place she perched every day. I made it a habit of checking on her ATLEAST once a day. And my roommate lives in the basement but he works graveyards, and she was in the back of the house pass the laundry room.
Anyway, my 5 year old makes it harder too, she says "mom, thelma used to give me kisses" It breaks my heart; my cat never liked kids, used to get terrorized before I got her. But she loved my daughter.
She also said to me today "mom, if me unbury her will she be alive again"
It broke my heart again. Tomorrow we are going to make a heart stepping stone and put it above her, we burryied her in the front yard.
I REALLY REALLY do apologize for rambling on, but I have a problem with the other cat I have. She’s not herself, her nick name is spaz, she’s 5 and in between maturing and want to flip out and play with everything. I tried to find her, hiding under my bed most of the day. Couldn’t get her out. Finally after 10 hours I saw her downstairs (she slipped passed me somehow) she was sitting back in the back right next to were Thelma passed at. She wouldn’t move. I just sat on the floor hoping she'd come to me. I eventually got up off the floor and went and picked her up and she laid her head on my chest. She never does that, no meow, no purr, nothing.
I will let her be for the rest of the night, unless she doesn’t come to bed, she sleeps at the foot of my side of the bed.
I guess does anyone know how this will affect her?
Thelma was her mom, when Thelma wasn’t feeling well eero would clean her, and stay by her side until she felt better.
I don’t know I’m a 29 year old cry baby right now.