Vent Art. Reason below.
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Oh we never know where life will take us
We know it's just a ride on the wheel
And we never know when death will shake us
And we wonder how it will feel
So goodbye my friend
I know I'll never see you again
But the time together
Through all the years
Will take away these tears
It's O.K. now
Goodbye my friend
I'd see a lot of things that made me crazy
And I guess I held on to you
You could've run away and left, well maybe
But it wasn't time and we both knew
So goodbye my friend
I know I'll never see you again
But the love you gave me through all the years
Will take away my tears
I'm O.K. now
Goodbye my friend
A life so fragile, a love so pure
We can't hold on but we try
We watch how quickly it disappears
And we'll never know why
But I'm O.K. now
Goodbye my friend
You can go now
Goodbye my friend
Karla Bonoff - Goodbye My Friend
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My cat, Tigger, was my first pet ever. She stopped eating and lost 4 pounds in just over a week. She was a genreally large, fat cat, her whole life circled around eating and sleeping. Me and my mother made a last minute decision before we both left for work to take her to the vet.
At the first look, the Vet Tech was already concerned and began asking mass amounts of questions. She brought the vet in and they began whispering to eachother. Finally the vet looked at my mother and I, and asked to take several tests. I asked how much it would cost, and the Vet Tech gave us an estimate for the tests themselves, just to figure out what was wrong. $300.
I looked at my mom, and my mom looked at me with concern. I had told her earlier, I'd pay for the bill, she was my cat. I'm currently saving to purchase a vehicle, I'm getting my liscense soon.
I simply shook my head at the number, "How much to just.... End it all...?" I said, with a incredibly shakey voice. I was afraid it would come down to this.
"$36 + the vet check."
"..Could we?" Tears flooded my eyes and I broke down at that point. She was my first pet. She was so special to me. But with the pain she was in, in which I only noticed when the Vet started feeling around her stomach, I couldn't leave her like this to be tested on and messed with.
They let us have a few minutes with her before they took her in order to say goodbye.. And, for the first time, I heard her purr while I was hugging her... It kills me to think about it, and everytime I do I break down crying(I am right now)...
After the fact, the vet came out and told us it was most likely a liver disease due to dark urine, and the choice I made was a good one, and probably for the best.
I'm currently at home, I called into work, I couldn't go there and cry all day. I had to come home again. I'm waiting for my dad to get off work so we can bury her.
I'm gonna miss you baby girl... ;n;
Thanks.
It just kills me to think that I heard her purr for the first time, just before they took her away. She was taken from her mother way too early, and because I got her when I was 5, I wasn't exactly the best owner. The only normal cat sound she learned properly was growling. Her meows were always quiet and rough, but when my ear was pressed to her side the last time. I just broke down... ;;
And I'm sorry for your loss'.
I felt the same way when my rabbits passed, I kept feeling that I should've taken better care of them. But then I realised that there wasn't anything more that I could've done, because all I ever needed to do was love them <3 As long as you loved her, that's all that matters.
And thank you <3
I over loved her. I think that's what did her in. ;; jk I loved her a lot. She's never gonna leave my mind or heart. She's tattooed everywhere.
You're welcome.<3
I know the feeling, it's always difficult to cope with the loss of a pet. I myself grew up in a house of LOTS of pets, and never once did it get any easier to see one go.
The awkward thing is, is that I cried more at the loss of my cat then I did for my step grandpa and uncle. Then again, I was a lot younger then, but still.
It's not that odd, younger children often don't fully understand the concept of death. They'll feel bad, sure, but not always be able to express the same emotions as someone more mature. I didn't shed a single tear when my grandmother died when I was about 11. I went to the wake and pretty much just took care of my family, handing out tissues and comforting them, but I fell to pieces when my animals died.
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Oh my gosh that's awful, I'm sorry to hear that Trouble D>
Losing pets is always really hard, especially when they were cherished. I know because I lost two rabbits a few years ago and it was horrible :'(
At least you did the right thing by not letting her suffer, just remember that she's in a good place now <3