Thursday 25 April 2019

~The time my life changed forever



So here is the story of a cat named Louie. He was a black and white tuxedo cat I adopted him from a family member and fell utterly in love with him right from the start πŸ’•πŸ±he would follow me everywhere and even cuddle up with me when I’m sad or sick. Like when I lost the baby he just knew something was wrong he just wouldn’t leave my sight it was like he was telling me something was wrong. πŸ’‹  What a cheeky little cat he was he would be sick on my favorite things and even once I had to tell my teacher my cat was sick on my homework wow what a funny thing that was lol! He was my best friend and we were inseparable. πŸ’•πŸ’•

The day my life changed forever! 


So on Tuesday 16th of April after turning 18 on April 1st he started acting very strange not wanting to come near us and not washing, his tummy started blowing up very big, and was sick I thought nothing of it I thought he had eaten something out of the bin like he is known to do. So I let him rest and made sure he wasn't digging in the bin for ‘naughty food’ but he just seemed to be getting worse as days went by and it was breaking my heart I just cried cuddling him so I got my vet friend over just to have a little look at him he said he seemed okay apart from he had found a heart murmur which he didn’t have 5 weeks beforehand so it had creepy up quite fast and he had lost quite a lot more weight. But he will be okay. Then on the 21st he was acting very strange not cleaning himself and just zoning out like he wasn’t there by this point I had messaged my friend a photo of him and he said I needed to come to see him ASAP which worried me and when he got here he said sit down. He said I don’t think he’s doing very well his heart is failing he’s very weak. And that night we had to make a very big life-changing choice he said to treat tonight as his last night I’m not sure he’s going to come out of the vet. I felt my heart being ripped out of my body. So that night I got his favorite treats and made him some fresh chicken and let him sleep in his little comforter and cuddled up next to him all night then we phoned the vets where our friend works and asked them if they could fit him in because he was so poorly. They said yeah bring him in and we can have a wee check of him. His appointment is at 2:30 on the 22nd of April which is Earth Day. We went and got him on his little cat box and took the 40 mins to drive to the vet, and on the way to the vet he did the most smelly poop in the car it made us all gaggy, and fell sick and on the radio, you don’t have to let it linger by the cranberries it was the most unforgettable moment I’ll ever remember. Bless him. But on the way there he started dying in the car ): which was sad because I just wanted to hug him. We got to the vet and she took him out of the box and I had to hold him (which was nice as I got some cuddles from him in his blanket) while we talked about what was wrong with him and how he was feeling. She took one more look at him and that’s when she gave us a choice she can do a test on him to see if it can be helped or to say goodbye so we choose to say goodby πŸ’”πŸ˜­ so she took him to give him a clean because he had pooped all over himself. She brought him back in this little blue towel with an IV in his little right paw and said would you like a couple of minutes with him and we said yes please and I just cuddled him so tight and sobbed my heart out to the point I had an asthma attack and he cuddled into me like he was saying goodbye. it seemed like 4 hours later she came In and I asked if I could give him one last treat she said yes and passed them to me but he didn’t want it he knew what was happening so she said hold him again so I held him tightly and Tommy had his hand on my shoulder and stroking Louie’s head. She put the last needle in his paw and he was gone 4 seconds later he was gone in my arms I cried and cried and she took his little head from my hands and I kissed him one last time on the head a boobed his little nose one last time. She asked if we would like to stay with him again. I said no thank you and we both burst out in tears our baby had gone to Rainbow Bridge πŸŒˆ The drive home was a blur and the last couple of days have been the hardest thing I have ever done. I had lost my best friend. I’m sorry this blog post was a very sad one I just wanted to remember every little bit before I forgot that day forever.  

Here are some pictures from the night before 











And here are the photos of me saying goodbye and sending him on his journey to Rainbow Bridge 









And here are some photos that will cheer me up forever! just how beautiful that little face is. 

















  


I Love you always fatty man 1991-2019πŸ’•❤️

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