I need some wholesome shit right now.
My cat is dying. She stopped eating her dry food over a month ago. I tried some canned food we had, but that was too solid, so I bought some liquid food. She licks a little bit, but never finishes it.
Hey ability to make it to the litter box is gone. We now have piddle pads all over the house.
Just the other day she wanted to go outside, and she spent longer out there than she had ever spent, and slowly made her way out of the yard, further than she has ever been.
She can't walk that well now, she can only make it a little way before she needs a break.
I think she only has a week or two left, and I want to spend as much time as I can with her.
I just want to hear some good stories from you guys about the last few times you had with your pets.
I’m so sorry ? All I can tell you is what I’ve learned: Cats don’t fear death at the end. My beloved Ivy passed away last October. She fell asleep in the sun and didn’t wake up. She was my heart for 14 years. But she wasn’t afraid. She was tired, yes. She was sore, yes. But she wasn’t scared. And there’s a reason for that. Because she knew she was returning to her Maker, and it was peaceful until the end.
Just be with her, love her, but know that the only fear she feels is what you project onto her. It’ll be hard to let her go, but you WILL see her again. Someday. Love to you. Be strong.