After about 18 years give or take; I am sad to say that I'm about to lose my feline buddy. He has been with me through some really tough times, was there when I had many a dark moments. Loved things that rattled, wanted to curl up under the sheets with me when I slept.
Like many good friends, you have your great times, your arguments, times when you couldn't stand each other and then later on made up and formed a stronger bond.
Had the odd ability to brush off problems on his own. Had gotten fleas twice; things to try and help with that wasn't working. And give or take a month or so, they'd be gone; no explanation. Had bladder stones, illnesses...all he managed to get over with little to no medication.
(Mostly due to me living check to check, I couldn't afford the insanely prices.)
Though I knew he was reaching the length of his age a year ago; he still had plenty of pep and energy. Despite being deaf and constantly battling his body with dehydration.
These past few months, however, has been a deep decline and now...we're here...
It's the hardest part that I knew was coming eventually, but never was going to be ready. I'll have to bid him farewell.
Unfortunately this is going to result in a steeper decline in my activity for a while...
I'll be back at some point, but for now...I need to grieve..
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11 Mar 2025 08:16 CET
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