Wow this was a beautiful tribute, my condolences on your Loss sis he was one of the great ones. I was speachless when I saw this couldn't believe it was his time to go, but I digress cause I know he's in a better place now looking down on you and will always be planted in our memories.
It is certainly no coincidence that I came across your video today about the loss of your beloved cat Jumper. I know that you shared this story six years ago. But I am currently going through a similar crisis right now, and had to put my dearly loved cat Pepper to sleep only two days ago. She was 18 years old and having issues with her kidneys. I adopted her when she was 2. The vet prescribed a medication that was too strong for her. It was to help calm her down before vet visits. But the dose was too high, and it ended up giving her a seizure. It was a frightening and heartbreaking to watch and experience. She became very confused and was unable to walk or focus. She lost control of everything, and could no longer function as before. Then it all went downhill from there. This whole ordeal has literally given me with severe depression and post traumatic stress. And I blame myself for giving her the medication, because I had a feeling in my intuition that it was too high of a dose for her. Yet I didn't listen. And now I had no choice, but to put her to sleep, because I couldn't bear to watch her suffer anymore. It got really bad. I understand what you mean about the grief. I have been crying a lot, and just can't seem to snap out of it. I remember how she used to greet me at the door, follow me around the house, and sleep on one corner of my bed. The house looks empty without her treats and cat things there. And I remember all of those good things we did together. Yet the trauma of her final days also replays on my mind, like a never ending nightmare. I don't want to remember those things anymore. I only want to remember the good things. Yet I also understand that with time things eventually heal. Our beloved cats will always have a special place in our hearts. And I believe that we will be reunited with them again very soon. All we can do is try to stay strong, and hold onto this hope.
Wow this was a beautiful tribute, my condolences on your Loss sis he was one of the great ones. I was speachless when I saw this couldn't believe it was his time to go, but I digress cause I know he's in a better place now looking down on you and will always be planted in our memories.
It is certainly no coincidence that I came across your video today about the loss of your beloved cat Jumper. I know that you shared this story six years ago. But I am currently going through a similar crisis right now, and had to put my dearly loved cat Pepper to sleep only two days ago. She was 18 years old and having issues with her kidneys. I adopted her when she was 2. The vet prescribed a medication that was too strong for her. It was to help calm her down before vet visits. But the dose was too high, and it ended up giving her a seizure. It was a frightening and heartbreaking to watch and experience. She became very confused and was unable to walk or focus. She lost control of everything, and could no longer function as before. Then it all went downhill from there. This whole ordeal has literally given me with severe depression and post traumatic stress. And I blame myself for giving her the medication, because I had a feeling in my intuition that it was too high of a dose for her. Yet I didn't listen. And now I had no choice, but to put her to sleep, because I couldn't bear to watch her suffer anymore. It got really bad. I understand what you mean about the grief. I have been crying a lot, and just can't seem to snap out of it. I remember how she used to greet me at the door, follow me around the house, and sleep on one corner of my bed. The house looks empty without her treats and cat things there. And I remember all of those good things we did together. Yet the trauma of her final days also replays on my mind, like a never ending nightmare. I don't want to remember those things anymore. I only want to remember the good things. Yet I also understand that with time things eventually heal. Our beloved cats will always have a special place in our hearts. And I believe that we will be reunited with them again very soon. All we can do is try to stay strong, and hold onto this hope.
Sorry for your loss sr.mr jumper
Krystal keep your head up