I got the kitty just before Nate committed suicide. I was 20. The first thing I did after coming out of shock was go to the pound to get him. The police said they had him in a special room. He was just as terrified looking as I felt. He laid next to me while I cried and cried. Truly my only solace. He watched me become a raging alcoholic, and he was there to comfort me when I woke up from my night mares. He always seemed to know when I was hurting inside, and came to my side. He was here for the whoooooollle living hell that alcoholism brought to my life. And finally, he was here to see me come out of it.
I had to make the decision to have him put to sleep today. Doesn't seem right after all he's done for me. But he's been having problems for a few months now, and this morning when Zach said he thought it was time, I agreed. A few minutes ago, he came to sit on my lap, and I once again, started having second thoughts. Just then, I noticed blood coming from him, and a few minutes later, Zach called to say he was on his way to take him to the vet.
How does He know just what I can handle? Why does He make it so easy on me, and not others? Part of me is crying because of the loss. Part of me is crying because it was truly an honor to be have such a wonderful companion all these years.
I am so grateful to know I can handle this without drinking, and FEEL this today, mourn, and move on.
I'm so lucky for the life I've been given. I am truly grateful you're all in it too.
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Thanks for everything. Peace and Love on your journey.
Consider that cat as one more amongst many reasons to be sober. My cat is 5 years old. She was 1 year old when I got her. I was concerned I would not be responsible enough to take care of her. She has been my sobriety kitty :) She is on my lap now as I type this.
Sorry for your loss Tasha. Pets are great in that they generally love us no matter what. I have no doubt that I take a lot better care of this cat sober than I would have drunk. I can't guarantee that I could even keep her if I went out.
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I'm truly sorry to hear about Mr. Fluffy ... I cannot say how it would make me feel to lose Rose, my constant companion ... but I do know that this program has indeed given me the tools for life, including how to handle such situations without drinking or using ... We are truly blessed ... thanks for sharing your feelings with us ...
God Bless, Pappy
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'Those who leave everything in God's hand will eventually see God's hand in everything.'
I'm sorry for how difficult the feelings of loss are to walk through. Fluffy is actually the name of our dog - our cats name is Cujo; we're kinda confused around here. :)
Oh, Tasha...so very sorry for your loss. May happy memories of Mr. Fluffy bring you comfort. *hugs*
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I think there's an invisible principle of living...if we believe we're guided through every step of our lives, we are. Its a lovely sight, watching it work.
Sad to read this tonight and my thoughts are with you.
We have a Mr Boots who is 19yrs old he too has been a great comfort to my husband as he had him before I came along. Mr Boots has seen us both through some hard times too.! I look at him often and and cant imagine us both,but more so my husband when the day to say goodbye comes. But like you we could not see him suffer..
