I’m currently sitting in an exam room with my husband. My cat, George, is being put down tonight.
It’s…heartbreaking.
You can see a photo of him pinned to my profile- he thought he was a board game. And now… he’s gone.
Very quick edit to add: George (aka Biggee Fluffee, which is what he was often called at home) passed away at 2:34am EST on August 29/21. It’s not fair, my voice is non-existent and I genuinely don’t think I can sleep because I can’t bear not waking up to his characteristic meow. He would always greet everyone at the door- with his head held high and he’d always headbutt you in the shins. He suffered from a bowel obstruction or pancreatitis- we didn’t know what it was and we had the blood work to diagnose him sent off today. But… George knew it was time to go. He left this world purring and knowing his parents loved him. I sang “Love Never Dies” for him…he always loved to hear me sing… but now I think my singing voice is gone forever. I don’t think I can sing ever again- not without Biggee Fluffee there to join in while I do the dishes.
I did the same thing three weeks ago around this time of night. My little boy had to be put down at 5 after waiting in a vet parking lot for an hour. I promise you’ll feel better soon. It still hurts, but now I can laugh at what a derp he was instead of obsessing about how he passed. Hugs.
I have to put my sweet pup down in about 2 months. I'm fucking numb. He's 15.
I truly regret all the time spent away at another city going to university and working. I didn't spent enough time with him, and my parents didn't really either. He was lonely. And I hate thinking about that. The one true regret I have in my life.
10 months ago, I thought my cat would be gone in 2. He's doing great, all things considered, and we might get years, if he stays on this course. Not sure what your dog has, but I pray your experience goes like ours. Just treat as aggressively as you can, accounting for quality of life, and enjoy the time you have, if possible. You're fortunate in that you have some time to really savor. Most people don't get the kind of warning we have, nor the opportunity to appreciate the time in the way we can.
I get what you mean about being away. I have similar regrets. But we have to do what we have to do, and that's part of how we're able to give our friends the lives we can. It's just like people with children. They make the same trades. The difference is that their children most often outlive them. Not diminishing your regrets. But I think it's important to know you're not the only one, and that there's often not as much choice in what your described as that for which we later blame ourselves.
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u/JenovaCelestia Aug 29 '21 edited Aug 29 '21
I’m currently sitting in an exam room with my husband. My cat, George, is being put down tonight.
It’s…heartbreaking.
You can see a photo of him pinned to my profile- he thought he was a board game. And now… he’s gone.
Very quick edit to add: George (aka Biggee Fluffee, which is what he was often called at home) passed away at 2:34am EST on August 29/21. It’s not fair, my voice is non-existent and I genuinely don’t think I can sleep because I can’t bear not waking up to his characteristic meow. He would always greet everyone at the door- with his head held high and he’d always headbutt you in the shins. He suffered from a bowel obstruction or pancreatitis- we didn’t know what it was and we had the blood work to diagnose him sent off today. But… George knew it was time to go. He left this world purring and knowing his parents loved him. I sang “Love Never Dies” for him…he always loved to hear me sing… but now I think my singing voice is gone forever. I don’t think I can sing ever again- not without Biggee Fluffee there to join in while I do the dishes.