LeeCovFox Posted 23 August 2008 Posted 23 August 2008 This morning our cat, who we have had for 18 years, was taken to the vets to be put down. I never really thought I would be that bothered, even up until yesterday evening when I said my goodbyes. But what a horrible thing! When I was told it had been done I cried like a baby! A bit strange really, as I never really gave him the time of day, but now really miss the little sod. I guess that perhaps it is because he is a bit of a link with my childhood, a link with everything really as being 24 now, I don't really remember him not being there. Horrible.
Katy Posted 23 August 2008 Posted 23 August 2008 Ahh bless pets have a funny way of turning you into a quivering wreck when you least expect it. We had three cats put to sleep in the space of 5 years which was pretty gut wrenching (they all had an hereditary dodgy ticker that made them quite poorly when they got older) I feel for ya pal
JadeFalcon Posted 23 August 2008 Posted 23 August 2008 sorry to hear about this mate, i remember having to have my cat put to sleep about 5 years ago, the vets were very good about it even let me hold him while they gave him the injection, he looked up at me and passed away in my arms, i cried for a week solid, so please do not feel bad about crying i was 27/28 at the time so i know how people wont think it will affect them, but believe me it does and it will hurt for ages, especially afterwards when they are not around he is now burried in a box with his favourite toy at bottom of garden under our fountain, damn even as i write this i have a tear in my eye, i miss my friend very much my advice give it a couple of weeks, and go to a reputable rescue center and have a look for another one, i went to the rspca on scudamore road in leicester i feel for u bro
Libertine Posted 23 August 2008 Posted 23 August 2008 sorry to hear about this mate, i remember having to have my cat put to sleep about 5 years ago, the vets were very good about it even let me hold him while they gave him the injection, he looked up at me and passed away in my arms, i cried for a week solid, so please do not feel bad about crying i was 27/28 at the time so i know how people wont think it will affect them, but believe me it does and it will hurt for ages, especially afterwards when they are not aroundhe is now burried in a box with his favourite toy at bottom of garden under our fountain, damn even as i write this i have a tear in my eye, i miss my friend very much my advice give it a couple of weeks, and go to a reputable rescue center and have a look for another one, i went to the rspca on scudamore road in leicester i feel for u bro Right near me. Thankfully I don't know what it's like, but can only apologise. Dreading the day my Jake dies.
JoeyB Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 When i was 11 my dog went to the bottom of the garden, lay down under his favourite spot (the plum tree) and just died, ggod i cried for weeks, i miss him
Libertine Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 When i was 11 my dog went to the bottom of the garden, lay down under his favourite spot (the plum tree) and just died, ggod i cried for weeks, i miss him Reminds me of something from Donnie Darko. 'Every living thing dies alone'
Steven Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 This reminds me of SolihullFox and Beamish. http://www.foxestalk.co.uk/forums/index.ph...ic=6136&hl=
Katy Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 This reminds me of SolihullFox and Beamish. http://www.foxestalk.co.uk/forums/index.ph...ic=6136&hl= God that was sad Steven wasn't it. Bless pets
LeeCovFox Posted 25 August 2008 Author Posted 25 August 2008 A couple of days since Gizmo was put down now. The worst part of the process was burying him. I had to pick him up whilst my dad dug the hole and my mum looked on in pieces. It was horrible, holding on to him, feeling the effects of his rigor mortis. It was just a shell, not the cat that we had nurtured for 18 years. Last night I absent mindedly berated myself when I got into bed for not having let him out for the night, before I remembered that there was no Gizmo to let out. And there is an eerie empty feeling. Even though a lot of the time he was quiet and minded his own business, I can "feel" that he is no longer around, even when I'm not thinking of him. I want my cat back.
Katy Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 A couple of days since Gizmo was put down now. The worst part of the process was burying him. I had to pick him up whilst my dad dug the hole and my mum looked on in pieces. It was horrible, holding on to him, feeling the effects of his rigor mortis. It was just a shell, not the cat that we had nurtured for 18 years. Last night I absent mindedly berated myself when I got into bed for not having let him out for the night, before I remembered that there was no Gizmo to let out. And there is an eerie empty feeling. Even though a lot of the time he was quiet and minded his own business, I can "feel" that he is no longer around, even when I'm not thinking of him. I want my cat back. That's really upsetting
Solihullfox Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 Sitting here nearly exactly one week to the hour since I lost my dog. She was my best friend for 13 years and can't tell you how much I hurt. Murphy was a yampy border collie who fought through diabetes, blindness as a side effect of the diabetes and was as loving and friendly until the end last Monday when she was so poorly that we had to have her put to sleep. The huge gap she has left in our life makes you understand how important a dog can be and will always miss her.....still miss Beamish and his brother Guinness as well.
Guest Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 On top of that, you will be keeping the rest of the house awake with your snoring. It is also true. Me = 0 pets (apparently not allowed to count sister as pet) = no snoring Mr Lisa = lots of pets = Lisa moving into spare room
Tevez Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 I got emotional when my goldfish died. What an integrel part of my life he was.
the_bowman Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 A couple of days since Gizmo was put down now. The worst part of the process was burying him. I had to pick him up whilst my dad dug the hole and my mum looked on in pieces. It was horrible, holding on to him, feeling the effects of his rigor mortis. It was just a shell, not the cat that we had nurtured for 18 years. Last night I absent mindedly berated myself when I got into bed for not having let him out for the night, before I remembered that there was no Gizmo to let out. And there is an eerie empty feeling. Even though a lot of the time he was quiet and minded his own business, I can "feel" that he is no longer around, even when I'm not thinking of him. I want my cat back. I know how you feel mate. It's almost exactly 2 years since my cat died, she was 16, I was 14. I helped my dad dig her grave and cried buckets. She was my cat to the end though... even in death her little pink tongue was sticking out. I suppose I could take comfort in the fact that she wasn't suffering any more, and knowing that we gave her a good send off.
Samilktray Posted 25 August 2008 Posted 25 August 2008 People forget how valueable and important life is. Even a pets life.
AmericanScott Posted 27 August 2008 Posted 27 August 2008 I'm so sorry to hear about your cat It's really upset me knowing my little bundle of fur is still young but one day will go just like that. Your posts have made me want to cry for you.
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