My cat Steve passed away on Thursday night, he'd lived with me for 15 years, he'd been ill for a while (intestinal tumour) but kept going for far longer than the vet had envisaged after his initial diagnosis, a few months longer infact.
On Wednesday he was walking around and eating well, then when I got back from work on Thurs afternoon, I found him semi-concious on his blanket. Despite him having been ill for quite a while it still seemed like a very sudden collapse.
I pretty much knew it was game, set and match but couldn't bring myself to call the vet straight away as I knew he would put him straight to sleep. He wasn't in pain or discomfort, (vet confirmed this when he arrived later) so I just spent his last few hours at his side, he even purred a couple of times, so I'd like to think he was aware that I was with him at the end. Vet arrived a few hours later and confirmed Steve was deep in coma and there was nothing else to be done, so he just sent him on his way.
The sense of loss is far more intense than I'd ever expected it to be, I suppose having lived alone with just Steve for so long we really became great friends, he didn't trust anyone but me, when friends or family members visited he was gone for dust and didn't return until after they'd gone!
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(anti-social git!)
One of my favourite traits of his, was if I'd spent a long period on the PC gaming etc, he would eventually get a bit miffed that I'd been ignoring him for ages, so he would get on his hind legs, keeping his balance by putting one of his front paws on the arm of my PC chair, with his other paw he'd tap me on the arm, when I turned to look at him he'd give me a short, sharp meow, it was as if to say 'Oi! wtf is goin' on man?' 'sort me some grub out or something!' First time he did it I wasn't expecting it and nearly had a freaking heart attack!
Maybe it's a bit bonkers to become so attatched to a cat
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but that's just the way it was with me and Steve, I've been feeling like there's a fist sized rock in my chest eversince he passed on, putting my feelings down in writing has helped though.
I'm thankful for this cat thread at this time because non cat owners would probably think me crazy for what I've just written, hopefully though some of you will understand where I'm coming from. Thanks for listening anyway.