Registered: 1560367023 Posts: 1
Hi everyone. This is only the second day since I lost my sweet Siamese cat, Simba. I’ve been reading lots and lots of stories and information on how to get over my grief, but I know it’s only the second day.
My cat was 17 years old so he lived a pretty long life. Originally I thought he would go before my other cat I had a few years ago just because he was a bit overweight. I’ve had/my family has had Simba since I was 4 years old. I had went to the pet store with my dad and my dad thought he was cute. We originally weren’t going to buy him because my mom didn’t want anymore cats, but my dad brought him home anyways. Ever since then, Simba has been my absolute everything. Every time I had surgery or something was wrong, he’d lay right next to me. He was always so loyal and always by my side. At about 15yrs old, he was starting to kind of decline in some ways due to old age. He was having problems in his litter box and coming down with arthritis. Fast forward a few years to this last year and he really started to just go downhill. He recently started going outside the litter box, he started eating less (which is really not like him because he loves his food lol) even though he still had interest in food, stopped drinking, started meowing in pain after everything he did, and his arthritis was just getting worse.. to the point he was having problems walking. Also, he loves me and loves giving me affection but he was so clingy the last few days it just didn’t seem right. It was heartbreaking. He seemed like he wanted to be as close to me as he possibly could. We knew it was time but had wanted a nice compassionate vet to be the one to do it. We had set the date to this Thursday June 13th. Yesterday he had woken up from his nap and tried to vomit but couldn’t get much up and that’s when we knew we needed to just end things for him that day. My mom and I didn’t want to wait two more days, we were scared of what would happen. I held him in my arms the whole car ride there and let him kiss me a few more times before we left. He was sedated then euthanized. I petted his head while they were giving him the last step of the process but I wish I could have seen his face during it. Either way I know how much he loved me and it doesn’t bother me too much. I’m on day two of being without him and it really sucks. I keep thinking he’ll come out from his little place he likes to sit but he doesn’t. He’s not there anymore. I keep wishing I can bring him back somehow but I know that’s not possible. All I have done is cry off and on today and yesterday. I’m not sure how to overcome this. Sorry everyone for the long paragraph, I just needed to type it out. I love you so so much Simba. I always will for the rest of my life.
Registered: 1560118667 Posts: 28
I am sorry for your loss. Simba sounds like an amazing cat! Do not apologise about the length of your post, write Simba's story down however long you want it to be. You are not alone here and we all help each other. Whenever you feel the need to talk or have a good cry, we are here.