Cats!

Doug, thankyou for your condolences. it was strange really because I was away from Monday to Friday and I kept expectimg my hubby to phone me to tell me that he had died......but he waited until I got home. I cuddled him for the last two hours of his life. I console myself with the thought that i will meet him in the next world and the fact that he had a lovely life with us. Fresh cooked chicken and turkey...none of the tinned stuff for him.
We buried him on Sunday. Under a rose bush in my daughters garden.

That’s beautiful Margaret. I am really pleased that you had the last few hours with him close to you. God bless.
 
I'm very sad today as I had to have my cat put down last night. He was 16 years old and very, very ill. His heart and kidney's were failing and he could barely walk.

When I got him as a kitten, he was a bandy legged, scrawny, scaredy cat. He turned into a sleek, butch looking, scaredy cat. I miss him already.

My sincere apologies Gayle I had missed your post. Of course you have my deepest condolences for your loss.
 
Thank you Willow. I keep on telling myself he was 'just' a cat.....but when he arrived 7 years ago as a rescued animal he was spitty and not a bit friendly....over the years he became a little more mellow......and in the last few weeks of his life he had taken to coming and sitting on my lap or very close to me. He was an old,old feller......and he is now resting in the sunniest spot of my daughters garden. RIP Monty.
 
Don't know about you Margaret every now and then I forget that he's gone and 'see' him out of the corner of my eye - turn round and see my boots lying on the floor or something - then feel sad again.

Mine was an old, old man - but still miss him.
 
Yes, Gayle....and i have put food in his dish a couple of times....forgetting he is gone. The food hasn't gone to waste though as I have a resident stray tom cat in the garage (very timid and won't let me anywhere near him) and we have another visiting cat that was feeding out of rubbish bins all of last summer...who WAS timid but now comes into the house and makes himself comfortable for a while and then goes of on his merry way.

Monty was a very old man and just gave up the ghost. It was as if he knew it was his time to go. I still miss him lots.
 
Condolences on your sad loss Margaret and Gayle. I don't know what Mick will do when Our Chloe's time comes.
 
Oh Margaret i feel so upset for you i know just how you feel its still not that long ago since our Spike died i still miss him soo much he was the one who told me i was pregnant the day before he died, when i was pregnant with my first 2 he used to come and sit on my belly and thats the only time he did it the night before he was killed he came and sat on my belly and wouldnt get off we were laughing because i kept moving him off and he would just get right back on again we cuddled and kissed and the next day he was killed and the pregnancy only lasted 9 weeks too strange how things turn out eh!

Spike was another old old man at 21 years old i think he was the Grandad.

I miss him soo much we have him buried in the garden too i just wish we had him cremated so i could take him when we move but i didnt think at the time.

We now got these 2 rascals they are daft, not like spike he was wise and old and intellegent and loving.

Strange how attached you can be to a pet member of the family.

my thoughts are with you margaret. xxx
 
awww Gayle and margaret just seen this thread since my last post and im so sorry to hear of you both losing your pets... I really can understand the saddness your going through as i had to let my dog of 13 yrs go recently and it is truly heartbreaking because they do become such a huge part of your lives/family...
 
We still haven't been to pick the ashes up yet partly because I haven't got a clue what to do with them when we get them.
 
well i didnt get leah cremated jim buried her down the allottment mainly because she loved being down there and we spend a lot of time down there, in fact ive just planted a rose tree on her grave...
 
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