Saturday, 5 November 2011

Cats Leave Paw Prints On Your Heart ♥

I always dreaded writing this post, as I knew it was coming.
When I took my cat to the vets a few months back, he was 18 with kidney failure he'd had it for about 3 years, its a nasty illness and horrible to watch in the end but unfortunately very common among cats, all 3 of mine have died to this illness, the vet said he had about 6 months left at most, preparing me for the worst i guess was her job, he actually lived for about 7 months after this was said, and i only took him in about a week and a half ago for a check up at the vets and he was fine,
Then almost overnight and within a week, he just got so sick, it was horrible to watch and i pondered all last week what i was going to do,

Took Oct - 2011 - Looking A Little On The Thin Side :(

Tuesday was my final straw when i came down to my dads and he was hiding under my bed (cats always go somewhere dark when they know its time like alot of pets) it took everything to get him out and I could just see him staring at me with his eyes and i knew "he just didn't want to go on anymore" i rang my fiance who came down ands pulled him out, the poor mite couldn't even stand, it was awful, i made my mind up right there and then, it wasn't fair to let him carry on, he just didn't seem to care anymore.
It was heartbreaking, I rang the vet who couldn't get him in for the next two hours, so i got to spend a few hours with him telling him he was going to be ok and that i was helping him and he'd be in a better place soon and would not be in pain anymore.
It was the one thing i always dreaded doing, I've had him since he was a kitten aged 6 and I'm now 23 he's grown up with me, the 1st of three brothers who he outlived all of.
I knew it was my duty to be there with him right until the end as he slipped away in the vets, but i felt a tiny comfort knowing I'd done the right thing and he slipped away within seconds, it was as though he fell asleep, and he didn't know what was going on.
So now i hope he's up in heaven with my mum who will be looking after him, she loved that cat nearly as much as me.
To anyone who's had a pet as long as me will know that there more than just a pet, 
there family, the amount of times he was there for me when i was upset, he just sat there and was there for me, he showed me love and always purred when he was around me, and he loved lying directly in the sun all day long 
He was just an overall amazing cat,
Cats leave foot prints on your heart.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... 

RIP Oliver 


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