Post # 1
I am so sad. My childhood cat of 18 years is suffering (no longer eating, in pain, large tumor on his back, and hiding in the basement while crying out), and the decision was made by me and my parents to euthanize him. I can’t bear to think of him suffering. I am so upset, because I live across the country from my childhood home, where my cat lives, and I cannot be with him when he passes away.
This cat is everything to me. He knew when I was upset, and would come and sit on my lap. He would come running when it was time for treats. He woke me up with kisses in the morning.
I know lots of pet people are on wedding bee, and I was hoping some people could offer suggestions of how they coped with the loss of their pet. Thanks.
Post # 3
Oh I’m so sorry for your loss! My only childhood pets were hamsters, so dealing with a beloved pet you only had for three years or less seems a lot different than a pet you had for so long. All I can say is that I was very sad, and that when I felt that I could open my heart again I got a new pet and channeled all of my love to them. They were never replacement pets, but I just felt the need to open up the chance for a new pet. Like it was closing a hole we both had in our hearts. I hope that makes sense. Again, I’m so sorry!
Post # 4
aw, Im sorry 🙁 When I was in high school we had to put down the cat that my parents had even before me, so I grew up with her my entire life. It was hard, but we knew she was suffering (she was also 18). It was a relief to know she wasn’t hurting anymore and that we had given her such a good, long life. I will say that I never really said goodbye to her either. It was too sad. After my parents going through a divorce and moving around she was the only constant in my tween/teenage life so I was kind of in denial. By that point I built up a wall because I was so used to losing everything else, but it was sad. Just remember all the good times, look at pictures, and one day when you are able to, adopt a new little kitty and give it as great a life as this cat had.
Post # 5
I’m so sorry. I went through the same thing my freshman year of college with my beloved childhood cat. Only time really healed me. I still tear up when I look at a picture of her, but being around my other pets helped, and I will always remember what a great friend she was to me.
Post # 6
It will take awhile. We put our 13.5 year old dog down last year. It was especially hard for my mom cause he was her “only child” left at home. She also felt guilt with the decision of putting him down. He had spleen cancer though and was only going to live for a couple more weeks max. I also still tear up when I see pictures of my childhood pets 🙁 I had a cat for 11 years, a dog for 11 years, anouther for 13.5. I am now the proud momma of a new pooch.