On Saturday morning, my beloved cat passed away suddenly. He woke us up, meowing strangely, but was hiding. When we finally found him and tried to figure out what was wrong, he went downhill pretty quickly. We rushed him to the emergency room, but it was too late.
His death was unexpected. The night before, he seemed his usual self. No signs of distress. What was more unexpected was how hard his loss was for the entire family. I never thought losing a pet would be so difficult. He was part of my daily life for 12 1/2 years and suddenly he was gone. Every morning, he’d meow at me for treats before my eyes were even fully open. When I typed, he’d often curl up in the chair behind my back or sit behind my head on the sofa and chew on my hair. Strange, but how I miss it now.
Here’s a picture of my beautiful rescue kitty my sister brought to me when he was a kitten.