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Answer by garyc
Submitted on 9/27/2003
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ON September 12, 2001 , My cat "Fosters" had to be put to sleep because I could not afford an operation for him. What he had was a prolapsed bowel and if I had the money he would of lived many more years.I had "Fosters" for over 10 years.When the vet put him to sleep it was one of the saddest moments of my life(I feel like I betrayed him because I could not afford his operation).I was in the room with him when he was put to sleep he did not seem to be in pain he just went to sleep.I cried for days and still miss him.I was saddened to hear your story and I hope you can find some comfort in knowing that I believe at least that when a cat dies he or she goes to a better place, even though they are deeply missed.

Answer by sad
Submitted on 11/18/2003
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My cat died today. We moved two blocks away from my house about 5 months ago, and he kept going back to the old house, but he'd come back every few days. He hadn't come back in a while, and today we got a phone call from my old neighbors. They found his body in their yard. I'm so depressed right now... We don't even know how he died, there's no external things that looked like they caused his death. My mom thinks he may have been hit by a car, and suffered internal bleeding. I just hope he wasn't in too much pain. It was especially horrible because I wasn't expecting it at all. And my brother is so insensitive, he's happy because he thinks we can get a dog now... I don't know if I've ever been this sad.... :-( But I guess now hes in kitty heaven. I hope there really is such a place...

Answer by Pantsmom
Submitted on 12/21/2003
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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....

Answer by Pasci
Submitted on 2/4/2004
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My cat Mimmie died on the 31st of January. We were in the process of moving. I let her out in the morning at aroung 9am. At 9.30am, I broguth the first box downstairs, and I found her dead in the hallway. She was just lying there. Her eyes open. On top of that she was 6 weeks pregnant. I have no idea what happened. She was completely healthy and strong before I let her out. Maybe she ate rat poisioning? I cried so hard because so many bad things happened these past months, and then my Mimmie had to die...why? But I believe that she is in good hands now, with all the other fellow cats. I also believe that I can see her one day again. At least we got 2 offsprings from her previous pregnancy left, who are healthy and happy...

Answer by Jim DeLapp
Submitted on 2/6/2004
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My Cat "Mr. Kitty" just died also.... He was 5 years old, and always slept on my heart at night.... Always wanted to lay on my lap, even when I smoked.... He was the best Mancoon cat ever..... He was totally fine... and then I noticed him getting sick.... 3 days later he was dead.... The first day he meowed a bit odd to let me know something was up, the second day he was really lathargic and just layed down, the 3rd day he was not moving much at all... That night I put him on my chest and petted his limp body thinking he would be ok, then I set him on a blanket near my bed, and 10 minutes later he made a noise and started using his claws to get closer to me... I jumped out of bed, turned on the light, picked him up.... and said "Mr. Kitty it's ok, you'll be ok" and I noticed he started sorta gasping for air..... His body was very weak and limp.... Mr. Kitty looked at my eyes and let out one last Gasp and his eyes stayed open... I shook him, put him on the table and tried mouth to mouth.... but he died! I just started a new job and I was flipping out..... I have researched the net, and I still don't know exactly what had happened to my cat... THe only facts I can provide is this.... In those 3 days, he puked 6 times (odd soft puke) and could not pee or poop... I thought it might be a urinary tract infection....... He was hot, so he layed near the door where it was cool, so I thought it might be a combination of Fever and urinary tract infection...... 20 minutes before he died, I ran water in the sink and made him drink a bit, and he puked the water up..... Soooo odd... I am not sure if it was Kidney Failure,Liver Failure,the internet symtoms do not match what happened to Mr. Kitty... now.... Dali, his Female companion.... is all alone... but doing well....... I let her say goodbye... and tomorrow I am buring Mr Kitty in a coleman cooler with a CD with MPG movies of him, and Pictures on the CD.... Someone will find it one day, and find that CD wrapped up...... I am sooo sad because I too could not afford to take him to the vet.... I prayed to God 2 days in arow to make him better. the second time was 10 minutes before he died..... But I am not mad at God, he will give you an answer, but it will not always be the one you want.... I love you Mr. Kitty..... I am sorry I did'nt take better care of you, but He did it my way.... and I love him for that, and I will see him when I die.... For all you who lost your cat and are sad... I am going to the HUMANE SOCIETY and take a cat that was neglected, and needs love.... I love you Mr. Kitty.... Forever.... Jim DeLapp delapp@rochester.rr.com

Answer by Yolie
Submitted on 2/8/2004
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It's been almost a week since Little Bit died. I still mourn. I look on the Internet for all kinds of related things. I found these two poems: The big brave Angel cat, folding a rainbow wing, Stretched out his gentle paw I'm fine, purred he, As a kitten-- you were kind-- You must not grieve for me. This one might do, this timid little stray Terrestrial night to my celestial day; It cannot take my place, No other could do that, But though you cannot bring me back, you might retrace Remembrance in a kitten's pansy-face. By Jacintha Buddicom, b. 1901, English Writer and: Little Ghost cat, Your footsteps pit-pat In the hallway of my mind The kiss of air, whisper-soft purr; I hear the echos of your purr; See your pouncing shadow everywhere.... And smile through my tears. Author Unknown There are more. The link is: http://www.geocities.com/Petsburgh/4211/bridge.htm

Answer by Jason
Submitted on 2/13/2004
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Sadly, i found out the news that my cat had died today. I'm 15 so my mum took him to the vets yesterday as for a while now he had not been eating and he was getting realy skiny and boney, he was not one to miss a meal. I did not think anything of it, i thought it would be nothing and he will come back soon fine. My mum came back from the vets and told me that he has a enlarged kidney wish a large bump on it, i new it was not good. I went through hell that night thinking of him and then suddenly bursting out in tears. I was so lost and upset, i even prayed for his safety. The next day i went to school, worrying that i might burst out in tears any minute. One minute your fine and then you think of a past memory of your cat and you just burst. All day i held it in, i think my friends could sense somthing. I ran home anxious for the news yet afraid, as we found out today the results of the operation. I ran in the house, looked at my mum, and straight away new it was bad. Apparently he had cancer and it had spread that much, it was uncureable. I stood there for a while thinking, no this can't be true, i held him just yesterday, but sadly it was true. We did not want to leave him at the vets so my mum took him home and we buried him in the garden along with his collor on top of him in a box. I was trying to keep a straight face infront of my mum, but i was so upset. We planted a little flower on top of his grave and said a few words. I felt quite upset though, and guilty. I was thinking, if we had took him sooner, could we of cured him? I also felt so guilty for picking him up that day and putting him in a box to go to the vets. But i know it could not of been helped. I never got chance to really say goodbye to him, but i know that he knows i love him. Although he is no longer with us, i will always remember him and love him for the rest of my life. Thankyou for reading and sharing your stories. It has comforted me knowing there are others out there who feel the pain of loosing their loved ones. I know that he has gone to a better place now and will enjoy him self for all time with all the other cats. And i will meet up with him one again..one day.

Answer by MrSad
Submitted on 3/3/2004
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My cat just died today. It was the weirdest thing... he was healthy. I have 2 other cats that I really expected to die first. One was his brother who is sick and the other cat is old but otherwise healthy. I really don't understand. One second I am petty a purring cat can 10 min later I look down to find him not moving and dead. I am 18 and parents are out of town, so this is very sad to me. I didn't know what to do with him. So I took some advice and buried him out back. That was so hard. I had to call a friend to help. There are 2 things I am not at peace with right now. I worry I buried him alive.. (It sounds stupid.. I know he was dead. He was blue for like a half an hour.. but he was still a little warm :( the other thing is... I have 2 other cats... is there something poisonous around... I can't think of what. I am really scared now. I hope someone can help.

Answer by Michelle Armer
Submitted on 4/14/2004
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My cat just died (Rocky)a little while after my 13th birthday.=-( And my birth day was Feb. 7. I still cry every night with an eympty space on the bed. I have a mini sancturay (sAn- chu- rare-ey) for him in my cabnit/closet. We are not sure how he died but we think it may have been internal bleeding or poison. My mom saw on animal planet a cat that looked exactly like him. And all the same syptoms. Throwing up clear liquid, can't lay on belly. Trying to bellow but can't speak.But we do know it was uncurable. (no way of being able to save him). I was asleep when he died but my mom wrapped him in my blanket when he was slipping away. She called my dad at work and told him that he was gonna die soon. She won't tell me what happened that night but i have an idea of what happened he bellowed he tried to breath/ tried to live to see another day. my mom was gonna take to the vet in the morning but it was to late. The worst thing is that i couldn't find him for two weeks cause of school and every thing. but my mom said she saw him after i went to sleep. So i saw him once before he died!=-( * crys emotionally*)

Answer by leesha
Submitted on 4/18/2004
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hi i have just lost two cats in the last two months by them getting hit by cars. The first one had just had kittens they where about 2months old and she got hit and we found her slowly walking up our drive way we had taken her to the vet an she was OK 4 about 3 months but she was still in lots of pain so we got her put to sleep by the vet We kept two of her kittens,three weeks later i was going out for lunch as we wer pullin out of the drive way this old lady came up 2 us an said is this your kitten and it was,it was my cat i berried him but i didn't wont to let go of him.tell me why do cats like chasing cars lights or do they just get in the way?i miss them so much i never wont another cat again,its to much to lose

Answer by Rockman eXe
Submitted on 4/20/2004
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My cat dissapeared on a friday on January 16th. He was never found. Mimi has seen a lot. He got lost twice, up to spans of two weeks. this time, he wasn't so lucky... He is 4 years old. He used to wake our family at at 6am every morning, and meow(yell) at me to go to sleep should i stay up after 12am every night. Im still guilt stricken cause I have been neglecting him, especially this year. My school results were bad last year, and i made a pact to study real hard, and neglected him in the process... I counted the weeks he was gone, the first i remained hopeful...and when it became a month, i knew there was no hope for my little kitty. Now, i have to fight on without him,i'll set my own alarm, i'll go t sleep early, i have to do this all by myself now...

Answer by Jake
Submitted on 5/5/2004
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Two and half years ago, my family and i took in a stray cat. The day after Christmas, 2001, she just showed up on our back door. She was the most beautiful cat i had ever seen. She had greenish fur, white paws, and eyes full of mystery and intelligence. You never knew what she was thinking. One minute she would be running around outside and the next lying in your lap. And we never seemed to get used to her. She was as beautiful a week ago as she was when we first took her in. And then Thursday she didn't come home. And Friday. We didn't lose hope. Sometimes cats can leave for extended periods of time. And then the weekend passed. We put out notices over town, and today we got a call from the lady across the street. Our cat was dead, hit by a car. We went and got her. She looked so peaceful, just lying there, barely any scratches on her. I'm probably crying as I'm writing this because the pain is so fresh. When my dad gets home, well bury her in our backyard. Cats are special creatures. Our cat came to us, and just left us, and well never know anything more about her. But we can take pleasure in the fact that we treated her well and we saved her from the streets. Thats all we can do. Everything else is up to God. R.I.P. Shana 12/26/01 - 5/5/04 Best cat in the world.

Answer by Lewis and Rachel
Submitted on 5/10/2004
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On Saturday night 8 of may me and my fiancee put one of our vehicles in our garage and took the other out. We closed the garage, turned the alarm on and went out for 2 hours. On returning home we heard the downstairs smoke alarm, which is adjacent to the garage. My fiancee was first inside and up stairs I her say hysterically the cats are dead. I was straight into the garage at this stage because I saw smoke and heard the engine of the car running. We had gone out and had left the car engine running in the garage as she thought I had turned it off and I thought she had turned it off. The whole house was filled with carbon monoxide. As I entered the lounge I saw 5 of our cats/kittens lying there not moving. My fiancee got them out side as I looked for our other cat, I could not see him anywhere so I decided to look down stairs. I found him (2PAK) lying there lifeless, I picked him up and ran straight out side with him. At this stage I saw the other 5 moving and coming out of unconsciousness. I tried to revive 2 Pak my favourite cat of 3 years but he was to far gone and died in my arms. I have never cried so much in my life, it has been nearly 2 days now but I'm still crying and have not been able to go to work. I feel guilty and wish I could have been there when he needed me the most. I would do anything to have him back in our lives. He was a beautiful silver Tabby, I have a big hole in my heart now and I will never ever forget him. We are thankful our 4 kittens and 1 cat survived this terrible tragedy as they just pulled through. There is so many things that keep running through our heads... we should'vedone this, we could've done that etc... We have buried 2PAK now and are trying to remember the joy and pleasure he gave to our lives over the past 3 years. We will always love you 2PAK and will never forget you.

Answer by Tracy
Submitted on 5/19/2004
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I am so glad I found this web page. I lost my baby girl kitty, Lily on Tuesday, May 4th. She was going to be 7 years old next month. I have another kitty who is still with us, her mom, Sammy who is 8 and is mostly an outdoors cat. Lily was my indoor kitty and she was the sweetest little mainecoon kitty. She was my little buddy who followed my husband and I around the house wherever we went. She loved to be in the same room with us, and if we were bed, she would come and lay right between us and look at us with dreamy eyes and just purr. She was not neutered as she never went outside. In December, there was a tomcat outside when Lily was in one of her "heats" and he looked just like her and was really friendly and sweet, so I let them mate in the house and twice outside when the weather got nicer. She never got pregnant from the first two times. So the third time was on Easter that she mated with him, and three weeks later she passed away. I understand the guilt everyone is feeling about what if this and why didn't I do that, etc. I feel that way every time I think of my Lily. She was acting different after Easter, but was still eating and drinking, just was a little more lethargic. My husband and I thought maybe she was finally pregnant. The last week before she died, her tummy was bloated a little, but again we thought maybe this had something to do with her being pregnant or coming out of a heat. On Monday during the day she looked really different in her eyes and was laying in the kitchen with her stomach puffed out, but not to an extreme, so I kept trying to give her food and dabbing water on her nose and she kept looking at me like she was scared. I also kept patting her tummy to see if she'd yelp and she never did, just kind of "oofed". I decided I would take her to the vet in the morning (I'll forever regret this decision) and I put her on the bed with me in the evening, thinking she might come out of it or feel comforted with me there, but she jumped off the bed and made an "oomph" noise when she hit the ground and kept trying to hide under the bed. My husband noticed her in the living room with some sort of fluid leaking from her, which we assumed was just her going to the bathroom since she was weak, or letting something out, because her stomach went down momentarily after she did that. I ALMOST called the vet emergency number, but decided against it, once again not thinking it was as serious as it was, and I just thought I would take her in the morning and get her all fixed up. So I put her in a box with some towels in the computer room, and was testing her reflexes to see if she would chase a string or look at me when I said her name but she didn't. She just sat in that box with her tail whipping back and forth like she was mad but nothing else moved on her. I petted her and told her that I loved her and that we'd take her to the vet in the morning and get her all fixed up. I shut the computer room door so she couldn't go hide, and that was 10:30 pm. I woke up out of a deep sleep at 1:30 am and I sat up and knew that she was dead. I got up and opened the door to the computer room and flipped on the light and there she was in the box with her head back and her eyes half open and her mouth half open like in mid-meow. I went over and moved her head and paws and she was lifeless, but still warm. I woke up my husband screaming and he came in and told me she has passed away. I called the vet the next day and told them what happened, and they told me she had died from a uterus infection, which is common in middle-aged female cats who weren't fixed, and the bloating was her uterus swelled up, I feel horrible! I can't even express the guilt I feel for not taking her to the vet the day before when she looked sick, or not taking more seriously her lethargic ways or eating habits changing the three weeks before. But in any other way, up until that Monday, she was still my buddy and following me around and begging table scraps off of me and sleeping with us, just her tummy was a little bloated. So for her to get really sick on Monday and die Tuesday morning, we're still in shock. We put another towel over her and buried her on some farm-land we have and I put a little stuffed kitty and a cross that says "I Love You" in the box with her, and I also planted some flowers on her grave. I know this is long and I want to thank everyone for their posts and they have helped me with my grieving process, though there will never be another Lily, I have to learn to accept that God made this happen for a reason. Why I don't know and I'll always feel like I let her down. We'll always love you and miss you our little Nino-Kin and I'm so sorry I didn't have you fixed when you were younger so none of this would have happened and you could have lived another 7 years or so. Godspeed Lily.

Answer by Sammy
Submitted on 5/20/2004
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Most people think that having a female cat spayed is just to control the pet population. This is not so. A female cat who is young to middle-aged can develop pyometra and it is most likely fatal if not caught in time. The signs are very subtle and can last off and on for a long time, and after fighting it for a long period of time, within one day the toxins releasing in their body can kill them, I know from experience. I want to share this information and maybe save someone's cat. Please either have your female spayed or watch very closely for these signs of pyometra. I didn't think it could happen to me or my cat, but it did and I'm grieving more than I ever have over anything in my life. Here are some signs: 1) The heat phases become longer for your cat, and when she comes out of them, she looks depressed and sleeps for a few days longer than usual. 2) She leaks subtle spots of fluid from her vagina that you will not smell or see unless you put your nose on the chair, cushion, etc. where she sleeps and sniff them out. 3) As it progresses more, she will begin drinking more water than usual. I know it is hard to monitor exactly how much food and water your cat is intaking, but it's important to watch for any change and immediately take her to the vet or pick up the phone and call the vet for advice before it's too late. 4) Slight bloating of the stomach (which is swelling of the uterus from the infection building up in there), it will go down off and on a few times so it didn't cause me any alarm, but if your cat is bloated, take it to the vet. It is not a good sign. 5) Lethargy, her eating habits will dwindle but do not disappear. I wish I would have been more concerned when my cat started becoming less active and eating less, but I thought she was going through a phase. The day before she died, she was fine and showed no symptoms except a slightly bloated tummy. On the next day that she died, all the symptoms above appeared at one time,and my cat showed severe lack of reflexes, didn't eat or drink that day and her tummy was bloated out a lot more than usual. She died in the middle of the night and never even got to see the vet. Please watch for these subtle beginning signs and/or have your cat spayed. I wish no one else had to go through what I'm going through now, with the guilt and loss I am feeling rolled into one. Thank you.

Answer by J & R from UT
Submitted on 5/20/2004
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Our little boy Zen died early this morning. He was his same old bumbling self a couple days ago. Then suddenly, he became so sick that he couldn't stand up. Last night I was laying with him, he was purring in my arms, and I found a huge tennis ball sized lump in his stomach. I knew this was not good, but I couldn't afford the emergency room fees. So I hoped and I prayed that little Zenjamin would pull through the night. We kept checking on him. But this morning when I woke I, the first thing I did was go into his room and called out his name. No response. I touched him and he was stiff. My wife and I have been crying non stop all day. "We should have done this or that". In the end, I feel sure that had he survived a trip to the vet, they would've just put him to sleep. I hope he didn't suffer. We loved him so much with all our hearts. Zen was a fluffy white cat with orange ear tips. We named him Zen because of his passive nature. He hardly ever made a peep and was so unbelievably calm all the time. Yet he was a care taker. When he was a baby he would suck on my earlobes. Any other cat that was in the house immediately became Zen's responsibility. He would clean them, cuddle them. He would even lick the ears of our Lhasa Apso puppy. Little Zenjamin liked to play outside in the summer, chasing flys and other bugs. In the 7 years we had him we never saw him kill another living thing. When we would come home at night, somehow Zen was able to recognize the sound of my truck. He would run to the fence gate and wait for us, rub on our legs, then follow us inside the house. He always knew when I had just gotten out of the shower. He would follow me around the house, pestering me until I finally let him nuzzle my face and lick the shower drops off my ears and face. He was alway kneading, something that bothered me, but I put up with cause he was so damned cute. My wife and I miss Zen so much and I cry as I write this. Cats (any pet) have little souls. They are our care takers as much as we are their's. Zen had an old, wise soul. We are convinced that he was reincarnated from some ancient sage. I hope you never forget us Zen. We will never forget you. We love you so much buddy.

Answer by Tony
Submitted on 5/21/2004
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My little Chloe died last night as my wife and I rushed her to the vet. She has been suffering from FIP. Three day ago she was fit and well. We had been taking her to the vets twice a day and knew things were not good. Last night her breathing got worse and she was crying out. We decided to take her to a 24hr surgery and have them put her to sleep but she died on route. She was only 3yrs old and we called her "Stay at home Chlo" becasue she never went out. She was always please to see us and always preferred my lap to anyone else's. We will miss her terribly and it seems so unfair. Chloe cat Chloe cat Our little stay at home cat Sweet face and gentle Rub your tum for purrs Tickle your chin to make your day Always clean and prim Slim and dainty never far away Chloe our baby cat Our little stay at home cat

Answer by Luna
Submitted on 5/30/2004
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I feel really sorry for all of those who lost their cats. I have a small story too. On April 8th, my cat ran away and i thought that i would never see him again. His name was Simba.The last day he spent with me, was when i had the chicken pox and i was deeply sick. He came to me, and he layed by me, as if to protect me. The next day, he was gone. I waited. I hoped that he would come back. Now, May 30th, my sister told me the truth. She said that on the day that he disappeared, he was hit by a car. My father found him, and burried him. No one told me anything. My father told the rest of the family, but not me. He thought that i would cry (as i do now), because to me Simba was the best friend i had ever had. Always i thought that he left me. Now i know that he didn't. he had to go. There was nothing he could do. I just wish someone told me before.I pray that God that He is taking great care of Simba, and i hope that he is waiting for me. Someday, I will see him again, and when i do, I will hugg him and play with him, and take care of him, forever.

Answer by bert
Submitted on 7/12/2004
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My 1 year old cat Roxy died last Friday night after being attacked by some wild animal. The Wasington Post ran an article on July 2nd urging pet owners to keep their animals inside because of coyotes. I was on vacation and didn't read the paper. Only after Roxy had been missing 2 days did a neighbor tell me about the article. My dog Ginger found Roxy yesterday under a bush in the front yard. She had somehow made it home after a mortal wound. I have been searching the internet on information on predators in Fairfax County Virginia. I'm not sure if it was a Red Fox, Coyote, or maybe a rabid Possum who attacked and killed our fun loving little girl. We are very sad and feel quilty for not protecting her.

Answer by r
Submitted on 8/12/2004
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I read these stories and they really made me cry especially the one about heaven even though its supposed to be happy. i lost my cat about 4 months ago and i loved her so much..one day i noticed she wasn't around, but i thought nothing of it. then, i heard meowing at the bottom of the stairs and she tried to climb up but she was way too weak. she fell down, and i carried her up. her mouth was a whole mess and was bleeding. the next day i brought her to the vet found out she had an infection and she couldn't eat causing her to be terribly weak...she was in very bad shape and so weak i felt so bad. she wouldn't even eat the special food. the vet couldn't do anything to help. but we didn't put her to sleep we decided to let her pass on naturally. i got a new kitten but nothing can EVER replace her.. =(

Answer by Irene
Submitted on 9/9/2004
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Zoey was missing on Labor Day. She never wondered very far, just next door or across the street and always came home to wait for me to let her in. After a couple of days, I started talking with people to see if anyone had seen her; I put up a sign in the front of the development, newspaper ad, called vets, animal control, and nothing. Today, 3 days later, my neighbor tells me there was a cat fight in his driveway a few days ago and there was a lot of cat fur (white and brown) on his lawn. It was a real fight, but I have found no trace of my cat. I feel she is dead but by whom and where did he take her. Zoey was my favorite cat and I don't know how to stop crying and missing her.

Answer by des09
Submitted on 9/17/2004
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Nemo leaves behind a litter-mate sister that adored her brother, and people Mom and Dad, that will continue each day without him, and with him always in their hearts and minds. He has chased down his last bottle-cap. He has cuddled in his moms arms a final time. As stray kittens just weeks old, Nemo and Bella were abandoned to be reared by a caring vet tech, then adopted by two people who needed to hear their special message. Nemo was always a purrfect cat, sensitive, loving, independent. In his kitten-hood he chased bottlecaps for as long as anyone would throw them. He loved to walk around the house tucked under Mom's arm, four paws up and tail curled over them. In his 16 months, he made many friends, touched many lives, and will be remembered as the purrfect cat by all. Bella, Mom and Dad miss you little guy,

Answer by Sue
Submitted on 9/23/2004
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We put our 17 year old cat to sleep today. She was the smartest cat I have ever known! She was a beautiful tortoise kitty. My husband & I are so sad. Our children are 10 and 13, and our cat was older than our kids-- she would follow us all the way down the street to church and wait for us. We would find her after mass waiting for us, then she would walk with us home. I had Brad, our son, in a stroller then, and Dukes would run along side of us. She would wander off during the day when I was at work, and when I got home, she smelled like Coppertone. She would visit the nice people by the pool at the hotel and they would pet her. I miss her terribly. Unconditional love. She was wonderful!

Answer by Tori
Submitted on 10/11/2004
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Our family cat of 15 years had to be put down a few days ago due to her age and health issues.My daughter was 3 years old when we got our cat and was extremely close to her.Our cat slept with my daughter every night and it was clear who was her favorite human in the house. My daughter wanted to be there with her when she got put down and there was no dissuading her. Watching her while our cat was being put down was heart breaking. My daughter has taken this really hard, she isn't sleeping at night and is not eating much. I know she is grieving but I am worried. It seems to be affecting her greatly and I am not sure what is best to do. People have suggested getting her a new kitty... that, I am not sure about as she can't replace our old cat but perhaps it would be good for her to put her love into another pet. I am just not sure. Well, I hope maybe someone has got an idea or ideas for this situation. Thanx

Answer by Sandy
Submitted on 10/12/2004
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My cat Dakota was ran over by a car on Sept 27th. I remember that day well. I was having a bad a work. I came home. Usually i say hi and kiss all of my 3 cats when i get home. That day i didn't because i was so bummed out from work. I let them all out like i usually do when i come home from work. They love being outside; Dakota the most. They quickly bolted down the ramp except oddly Dakota who hanged back on the balcony for a bit. As i walked away to go do some stuff on my computer, i remember looking back at her thinking i should pet her or something. But i didn't and little did i know that would be that last time i would see her alive. I had an uneasy feeling that night. So i got the cats in as fast as i could. They were all accounted for except her. Which wasn'tunusual because she was always the last to come in. I started to really get worried at 1 am. She usually made an appearance by then even if she didn't come in. I went out to look for her but i couldn't find her. I came back home to wait for her. $am came and i went out again. I went down one road i foolishly hadn't checked before. I saw a cat body in the middle of the road. Suddenly a great feeling of dread came through me. I went out to see, hoping it wasn'ther but knowing it was. She had bid hit bad. Not only had she been hit, i believe she was rad over after she was hit too. She head was crushed. At the time i couldn't really tell if she was Dakota for some reason. Maybe it was too dark, maybe i was in shock. I'm not sure. But i checked her ear and she had her tattoo. I cried all day and night. I didn't go in to work that day. My mind keeps racing, thinking over and over how her last min minutes were. Did she die quickly? Was she lying there dying for a long time in pain? I have tremendous guilt. I shouldn't have let her out. She loved going outside so much that i couldn't bear to keep from going out. I thought by only letting her out when i was home that it would be OK. Her 2 year birthday was in a month. I only had her for 19 months. She still had her whole life ahead of her. What makes this worse is that is that she left behind her brother, Baily. They'd been together they're whole life. Now he's alone. Baily is so sad all the time now. Every time i look at him i can't help but think of Dakota. Everyone tells me Dakota loved me. I know that but i want to know if she'll go to heaven or some other place. I'm not a very religious person. But i find myself hoping there is a heaven or "rainbow bridge" where she can be. She was too much of an interesting character and had a beautiful soul. She deserves to be somewhere like heaven. Dakota, i love you and i'msorry for not protecting you better.

Answer by Spurgey
Submitted on 10/29/2004
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My cat Bobby died this time last week; I'm just so sad. She had been with us for 17 years and she was probably a couple of years older than that as she was fully grown when we first met her. She first appeared in our garden as a stray and I spent some days trying to get close to her. Then one day I crouched down and offered her a hand and she came running across the lawn to me. From that moment on we were together. She was the most affectionate little cat you could ever wish to meet. She came into my life when I was feeling very depressed as I felt trapped in a job I just hated. I had a nightmare one night in which I remember having to fight to release Bobby from a cage. When I woke up I realised that, in reality, it was me in that cage and I had to fight to get out. Inspired by this I started the long journey to changing my life. I went back to college, got a degree, followed by a Masters degree. I then went out and got the job I wanted. Then I met the girl of my dreams and got married. All this because I dreamed about a little black cat who was in trouble that loved me, and I loved her. When I got married I thought it best that Bobby stayed at the family home, but as I was only three miles down the road I visited twice a day and she was always there for a cuddle. Bobby really lived for her cuddles and I promised her she would have one every day. Then a few weeks ago she started to get sick. She had been ill for some days and it turned out that her kidneys had given out. On Thursday she was very weak but still eating a little and drinking. According to my Mother Bobby went outside for a little while and wandered slowly round the garden and had a little sleep in her favourite patch in the garden. Then she came in and we put her to bed with a hot water bottle. She basically did all the things she liked to do for the last tiem. I really didn't expect her to survive the night but to my delight she was sat outside in the morning just like she used to when she was well. Sadly she got weaker throughout Friday and when she couldn't stand anymore and was being sick all the time I felt it was best to have her put to sleep. I asked the vet to come to the house because I didn't want Bobby to die in unfamiliar surroundings or suffer the stress of a journey to the vets office. I said goodbye and poor, loving Booby let out a last purr. SHe loved me to the very end. I'm broken hearted; that little cat changed my life, in fact in so many ways she saved my life. I hope I did the best for her in her last hours. God bless you Bobby, I prey we will meet again one day.

Answer by Taffykitty
Submitted on 11/10/2004
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I had a cat for 15 years and she died on Sept 8 2003. I miss her soooo much... Right now we have a 13 year old cat that is not drinking water. I am sooo scared to lost him as well. We took him to the vet and the vet said they felt a lump. They weren't sure what it was so my mom had to take him home and bring him back a few days later. This time at the vet the lump moved. He has started to eat but not drink. We don't know whats going on. My mom is taking him to the vet tomorrow for an x-ray. Guys I am sooo afraid of losing my cat I don't know what to do. We had a bad experience with taffy my other cat that died, so I have lost my mind. I don't know what to do. I keep thinking of the worse...

Answer by Brooke
Submitted on 11/25/2004
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a few weeks ago my babi girl died. she was 20 years old and the best cat ive ever known. ive known her my whole life for she was around before i was even born. i remember the morning before her death, i cuddled her and told her i loved her. my parents told me that they were just going to the shops for a quick minute to get some food. and as they pulled out of the drive way... they hit her..with both wheels. my mum came running inside and grabbed a towel. i new what had just happened as soon as she ran in the door. i looked outside, and there she lay in a puddle of blood. i went into shock and kept telling myself that it wasnt her and that she was still alive. as we wrapped her in the towel, i held her paws and felt her twitch. but then ..she stopped, and i knew she was gone..forever.. i held her for hours while my dad dug the whole. i dont know how he did it, he was driving the car when it happened. ive never seen him so upset in my life. as we lowered her into the ground, i left a letter in her heart so she would never forget me. i told her that i would always love her and i'llnever let her go. the past few weeks has been the most depressing time. but there hasnt been a day gone by that i havnt thought about her and her beatuiful face. the rainbow bridge poem made me cry and cry. i just hope to God that it exists, and so i know that i will be with her again.. just one last time.... in memory of Casey .... R.I.P we love you forever....

Answer by Garrett
Submitted on 11/26/2004
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I feel extremely bad for all of you who have had to lose your cats. It is such a horrible feeling. I feel so terrible right now, I can barley even type. Here is my [horrible] story.. My cat, Winer, who was a stray, came and walked up to us on our deck when we were eating one day. We were never cat people, never really liked or hated them, just indifferent. She came up to us and was very friendly. We gave her some food and water, because we felt bad for her, we figured it would tie her over until the owner got her back. During that day, she sort of just hung around with us. We have became very attached to her, and decided to keep her after we realized that the owner was not going to turn up (it has been well over a week), and more importantly, we loved her so much. Winer would always want to be in the company with anybody in our family, she would even go and hang around our neighbors. Whenever my mom would drink her coffee outside, she would be in her lap. When my mom would read the paper, she would sit right on it, right next to her. Winer would always come and sit in my lap when I am on the computer, or playing video games, even when playing DDR (dance dance revolution) she would walk up next to and sit down. She always wanted to be by somebody, always, extremely loveable cat. Today, 11-26-04, is a day I will never forget. This morning, Winer would do the same thing she would do every day. That is, wake up my mom at around 5 am to eat, and she did. After she eats, she goes outside to play for a while, and then comes back in just in time to eat my cereal when I wake up. This time though, she didn't come back like she usually did. My mom went outside to the garage to see if maybe she got locked in, and looked generally around the house. That was when, she yelled a very loud scream, "Winer is dead!� My heart sunk as I heard those words, I hoped to God they were not true. I ran outside along with my brother to see a horrible sight; Winer, lying down, looking like she was sleeping. I kept thinking in my head "she is just sleeping...she�s fine". But, I was just trying to hide myself from the actual truth. After looking at her, I looked at her eyes, wide open. They looked the same as if I asked her if she wanted a treat (she loves treats). With her eyes and mouth wide open, I knew it was not normal. As soon as my dad put her on a blanket, I was then sure she was gone. Winer was very stiff, as if somebody poured cement in her body and let it set. About an hour later, my family went to the humane society and had her cremated. It was such a hard thing to do. The thing I don't get is, nothing was wrong with her, she wasn't sick or anything. The only thing I could think of what happened was if she choked to death. Her claws were not out, and her mouth was wide open as if she was gasping for air. There were not any cuts, scratches, or anything over her body. It was just so sudden, with no explanation. One more weird thing was, when we found her next to my drive way, as I said earlier, there was nothing (physical appearance) wrong with her, looked perfectly fine. But, around 45 minutes after we brought her in the house, we noticed some blood around her nose that started dripping towards her mouth that was not there when we first found her. One last thing, there was a pretty big mouse in our driveway that we saw dead (Winer killed it, since if our other cat did, he would have eaten it; Winer does not eat anything she kills, just plays with them.) Whether that has anything to do with it, I don't know. I don't get it, why did she had to go. She never did anything to anybody, except love them. Winer, I love you so much, and you will always have a spot in our family�s hearts. You will never be forgotten, ever. I will always miss you being the first to eat my cereal in the morning after I'm done. I will always miss somebody sitting in my lap while I'm playing xbox or Dance Dance revolution. And I will miss the lovable cat you are. You are more than just a pet, you�re my best friend. Winer, I can not say this enough, you were truly the best friend I could have ever asked for, and thank you for being in mine, and my families lives; it will never be the same. I cannot stop crying as I type this...Winer we all love you. RIP Winer 11-26-04 Best friend in the world

Answer by Eve
Submitted on 11/27/2004
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As I read several of these comments I couldn't believe how many cats were put to sleep. I recently lost one of my cats and every day I wish that some miracle would of let her live longer. I took her to the best hospital of OC to get her well, but we were unsuccessful. I spend so much money in trying to get her well, but I don't care because I was trying to save a life. Many, even one of the Vets suggested for me to put her to sleep (easy way out), but my husband and I refused to do that, only God has the right to take the life of anyone. I'm getting the hospital bills now, and no kitty, but I have no guilt because I didn't put money before a precious' life. I understand that if your pet is in extreme pain you feel that putting them to sleep is the best thing, but always get a second opinions, miracles do happen.

Answer by josee
Submitted on 11/28/2004
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My cat Mordillo died suddenly on Nov. 10 2004. Like the first poster, fa, and Mr. Kitty, my beautiful healthy cat of 10 years gasped for air and died. It all happened in a matter of seconds. He was spending his days outside playing, coming home for diner then out again until 9 or 10 at night, just before bedtime. That Wednesday, I came home from work, let the cat in, put food in his bowl and go read my email when I hear him choke. I figured he must have ate some grass... he choked a second time so I went to check on him... he was sitting in his chair, head backwards on the armrest. I now thought he really had choked on something and was passing out, eyes wide open. Picked him up, limp like a rag doll, shook him a little, put him on the floor to see if something was blocking air... nothing, no reaction. Jumped in my shoes, keys, and with the cat literally folded on my arm (like a Dali clock), flew to the vet... but it was too late she said, he was already gone. She checked his air passage, nothing other than his tongue was blueish. She said it may have been a heart attack. I could have asked for an autopsy but that would not have brought him back. For a few days, I thought that he may have been slightly hit by a car but there were no signs of injury, his fur was intact. May have been poisonned but other cats in the neighbourhood would have had the same faith... not to my knowledge. Then, going through his things I found the vaccine card, one year day for day... and a memory of the vet telling me that certain cats die within the year after vaccination keeps coming back to me. If that is a possible explanation, I wouldn't understand why companies would commercialize a product that can possibly kill our beloved companions. If this were a human vaccine, the company would be shut down. As for the reason of his sudden departure? I have had some major changes in my life over the past year, dealing with my past and growing into a better human and realized I had taken this little kitten that literally fit in the palm of my hand 10 years ago after a big loss. Having him as an emotional replacement was no longer required. So life ensured that changes operating in me were becoming final. I love animals, cats especially, and I will one day have another but I need to live without the emotional replacement first. Right now a new cat would be annoying simply for not being Mordillo. Baby, you are greatly missed.

Answer by Sunny
Submitted on 12/8/2004
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I am so glad to stumble accross this website. Its great to know I am not alone. My cat Biggles (MR bigglesworth - a girl by the way!!) died yesterday. I have managed to hold back the tears for the last 2 hours but i feel like my heart is breaking I miss her so bad. She dissapeared for 2 days so I went looking for her. I found her quite skinny and wheezing/breathing fast. I feed her up and she was happy to sit by the fire. The next day she got outside and came in again this time with slow long breaths. I rang the local vets who told me I could bring her in - the next day at 10am!! She wouldnt eat, would hardly come out from under the bed and looked to be in alot of pain. I wish I did something, got her to a 24 hour vet but I just didnt think she would die, i thought she would come right. ANyway the next day I tryed to fed her again, she wouldnt have it. So i rang the vets at 9am and said I am bringing her up now. Got there, the vets said it was pneumonia and to leave her there, they would try get fluids and antibiotics into her. They rang me at about 11.30 am and as soon as I heard the phone ring, my hear sank and I just knew she had passed. I had a few tears and sent my partner up to get her. I buried her in the garden and managed to stay calm. Well what do you know, about 2 hours later I was a mess. I still am. I cant believe she is gone. She was only 3. Maybe its cos I am pregnant and everything seems 100 times worse. I just cant see the light at the end of the tunnel. I am angry, guilty, sad.... I just keep thinking she will come thru the door, hope on top of the computer and watch me type. All these things that were just a everyday part of my life are now gone, i miss her so much.... Well thats my story .... sorry to everyone who has lost their beloved cats. I hope they are all somewhere happy, with endless smoked fish, dirt to play in and birds to chase, playing happily together :) Sunny sunny.charlie@xtra.co.nz

Answer by Sei
Submitted on 12/8/2004
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I just took my cat's litter of three to the SPCA Sunday. It was very hard to let them go, but didn't have much of a choice. I'm hoping they will have a good home but it bothers me. I spent the late evening and early morning with the mother and her kittens, wanting to spend some time with them before taking them away. I've been wondering the past few days if the kittens are ok, and if they miss their home and me and their mother, or if I am a monster to them. They cried and tried to get free from the carrier as I drove them to the SPCA, they eventually became quiet. I wonder if they thought being good would get them home. Their mother "Misty", is a year old and this was her first and last litter because I'm suppose to get her spayed in a few days. She's constantly searching for her babies. She used to sit in front of the cat door waiting for the kittens to come in so she could play with them. Now she waits for hours only to find no kittens. She cries and meows, crawls under the bed and into the boxes where the kittens used to hide, sleep and play, she calls for them, and brings fresh lizards in. She holds the lizard down with her paws and looks around meowing. I guess she hopes that they will come running back home for some food. I still feel like the bad guy. The house feels empty without the kittens. I am more sad for the kittens and their mother than I feel for myself, but I still miss them.

Answer by Sammy143
Submitted on 12/22/2004
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When i was about 9 yrs old i found a little tiny black and white kitten in some bushes by my old house in Bronx, NY.... i brought her into my house and showed my parents.. right away they fed her milk with an eyedropper and ever since then she would want milk every morning... It took a while to name her but i finally came up with Samantha... she was my first pet and the best pet that i have ever had.. She had 5 litters of kittens in her life time but only 4 of the litters survived... We kept one of the kittens from the first litter and named him Oreo.. the two of them were like peas in a pod.. My sammy was not like any other cat i knew.. she was more human... she had her own chair at the dinner table and even though shes not here anymore ill still look over to her chair and think about her... Most nights she slept at the foot of my mom and waited for her alarm clock to wake my mom up... she did this every morning... whenever i would open the cold cuts draw she would come running... her son oreo does not.. I love her to death.... about a year ago in nov of 2003 i noticed some bumps on her body and thought nothing of it.... i just figured she needed to clean herself... then christmas went by and she was getting worse... becoming less active... as january went by i noticed that her symptoms were increasing and i was getting worried that she was sick and could die... then at the end of february i was out one night with my moms car and my dad called me to let me know that sam was in the garage and not to run over her.. so i pulled in and i couldnt see her... so i started calling her name and she was not answering me so im lookin all over the house and under the car and still could not find her... so as im walkin to the staircase to go up from the garage she was sitting right there looking at me... now usually as im walkin up she follows me but she didnt... so i called her and she would walk 2 steps and lay down.. this was not like her... she was weak and it broke my heart to see her this way.. so i went down and get her very gently... i put her on a piece of paper which she loves to sleep on and put two treats next to her which she did not even touch... so then i knew i had to put her to sleep... so the next day my sister drove me and sam up to the shelter...the vet told me that she had 3 tumors.. her heart, liver, and bladder.. he then asked me if i wanted to stay in the room while he put her to sleep... and i said no... i just couldnt handle it and till this day i regret it... its been almost a year and i miss her each day... I just want to let her know that even though i found a new kitten that she will never be replaced no matter wat.. and if she could also tell her dopey son oreo who is still with me today to stop being retarted and accept the new kitten... by the way the new kittens name is jake and hes is only 3wks old.. but anyways.. RIP my little beana baby and i love u!!! Also... i still have her ashes... i cant part with her but everyone tells me to bury her... what should i do?

Answer by Cheyra
Submitted on 1/9/2005
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Getting Prepared to let my precious kitten go to the Heavens.....This is so hard, but iv'e had my kitten for 6 months now, 1 week before xmas SUGAR started drinking huge amounts of water.The vet cant find anything other than it might be Kidney failure.Ive put out $600.00 in vet bills and im a single mother and i cant afford it.She is slowly vanishing away and im so sad for her, she is so sweet and SHE WOULD LET YOU ROCK HER AND PLAY WITH HER..SHE IS VERY GENTLE NATURED.. I think she knows she is dying.Im giving her all the love i can and she wants me there with her. OH MY! I hope she goes to Rainbow Ridge and has a great life with no pain but i will miss her so much.Im 27 yrs old and i feel like im losing my best friend...Im crying to much these days because i know she is leaving me..All the articles were great because i realize im not alone..some of the story's made me cry alot and my heart goes out to everyone who has lost there precious pet...I hope her little soul makes it to Rainbow Ridge...SUGAR< I WILL MISS YOU SWEETHEART,AND I HOPE TO SEE YOU AGAIN ONE DAY SO I CAN HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS LIKE A BABY AND LOVE YOU...I never new it would hurt this bad...

Answer by mro2318@sbcyahoo.net
Submitted on 1/22/2005
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I'm so sad, I just buried my cat...... I think he must've been hit by a car, although there were no visible injuries. I looked out my window this morning and saw him across the street in the neighbor's yard. It was hard to tell, but I knew it was Midnight immediately. I prayed "please Dear God, don't let it be Midnight", as I ran across the street to see.... But it was and I haven't stopped crying since. Midnight was 15-years old and was my children's very first pet. They don't know yet, my daughter is still sleeping and my son left early this morning for basketball practice. I miss him, my dear sweet independent "KiKi". I know he's at Rainbow Bridge patiently waiting for his family. We Love You, our Precious Midnight..........

Answer by Hiya
Submitted on 1/26/2005
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K.D was in our family for 23 years. He survived one round of chemo, five years ago for cancer in his thyroids. We found a lump under his thigh two months ago. It grew fast. We had made an appointment to put him to sleep yesterday evening. He couldn't wait and died before I had to leave for work. His death was similar to people who say it took about five minutes of struggling to breathe. I found it very hard to be there and not be able to help. It must have been painful because in death, everything stops and that just has to hurt! K.D. is the third geriatric cat to pass on in six months. Morris didn't want to be put to sleep. He kept adapting as his muscles atrophied, his sight disappeared and his kidneys gave out. He had diabetis and was 21 years old. Aya had a heart condition and cancer. She had a seizure that was paralyzing. Our house is not the same.

Answer by hounddog
Submitted on 2/8/2005
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In the last three months I have lost three cats who I miss so much!! The first one was my little girl Jade who went out one day and never came home so not like her broke my heart, a week later my sooty boy who was only a year old got hit by a car and died I found out through putting leaflets through peoples door's to find Jade,that he had died,had to collect him from the vets was so gutting I cried like a baby!!! then only five days ago the day our rabbit had to be put to sleep my other female cat called ruby 7 years old went missing too which is so not like her she loves her food too much the last three months have been so bad should have been so good new home new begginings kept them in for as long as possible!!so I know how your hearts are breaking .

Answer by roxy
Submitted on 2/12/2005
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my cat tommy died today. he was 20 yrs. old. i still cant believe it. i found him as a stray when he was 6 months old. i had to put him to sleep cuz the little tough guy wouldnt give up. he was in so much pain i had to make the decision myself. that was so hard. i am not sure why i keep crying so much because he wasn't a very friendly cat. 20 years with a mean cat is something, ya know? the funny thing was that when i found him i got him neutered and he blew up like a balloon! all his vets over the years told me put that cat on a diet! you are lowering his life expectancy! well guess what? he lived for 20 years as a very fat cat. people used to warn their children to stay away from "that pregnant cat!" i used to laugh and say, no he was a boy. i loved him so much. i have had much friendlier cats come and go but for some reason i am really shook up by this. i think it is because it is the end of an era. my cat was older than my daughter who is 19. RIP Tommy-noodle. i hope you are chowing down on big bowls of chicken right now...

Answer by Cheryl
Submitted on 2/26/2005
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Keisha Subaru Grice, 17 My special kitty February 26, 2005 Keisha passed away last night in her sleep. She was 19 days shy of being 18 years old. Keisha was my "dream kitty". I had always wanted a Siamese cat. I adopted her from the pet store in the Muncie Mall when she was about 7 weeks old. Her adoption was $80, a large sum for a college student, but I saw her and fell in love instantly. During her initial visit to the vet, we discovered that she had Feline Leukemia, a disease in cats that is similar to cancer in humans. The pet store suggested that I bring her back for a refund or exchange, but I couldn't bear to part with her; and so I decided to treat the leukemia myself with herbs that could be used for humans in treating cancer. I chose Chaparral. Six weeks later, Keisha was leukemia-free. Keisha was truly a gift from God. She was the sweetest cat; very loyal and loving. She had a very loud voice that she used sparingly, usually only when she wanted more food, fresher water, or some attention. She didn't ask for much, only a lap to sit in now and then, to be petted and loved. And I definitely loved her. Over the years she was a faithful companion, comforting me when I was lonely, snuggling up with me at night, and purring loudly to let me know that she loved me too. She loved to play when she was younger, and she did the cutest thing when she wanted attention: she would come over to the chair or couch where I was sitting, stretch out her long body, and reach out with her right paw to gently touch my leg or arm. Who could resist that? She frequently sat in my lap as I worked at the computer, especially as she got older. She played with my children, and was very protective of them when they were babies. Her sharp hearing alerted me when someone was at the door. She was my not-so-vicious little guard kitty. Keisha and I both thank everyone who prayed for us over the past couple of days when it became obvious that she was not going to be with us much longer. Thank you for your prayers and warm thoughts. I know Keisha was in a fair amount of pain the last couple of days of her life, and I am glad that she is no longer suffering. I believe that she is at the Rainbow Bridge, and when I die, I will see my special girl again. She was....my baby; and I will miss her for a long, long time.

Answer by ps
Submitted on 3/15/2005
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My cat was 17 yrs old & passed away this afternoon. She was significantly showing her age & distress the pass couple years. I had notice for the past few days, she was not eating/drinking therefore no urine or bm. She was very tired & lifeless; my husband & I knew the end would be near. I would say my goodbye to her every night & when I would leave for work & call home frequently to check on her status. I have 2 young children & didn't want anything that may happen w/her to frighten them. And b/c my husband is much better in these types of situations; I would tell her its okay to let go, she's lived a long life...and to not frighten the children when she goes & it's okay to go when I am not here. Sound strange, I know....my husband checked on her this afternoon before he went to pick up my daughter from preschool; when he returned she was gone. So bless you & all of your beloved missed pets...bless my cat's (Snarf) poor old sweet heart & I thank her for sharing 17 years with me.

Answer by Karen
Submitted on 3/19/2005
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I am so touched to read all of your posts. I am about to lose my Puddy, and I need comfort. Puddy is a little old lady, now 17 years old. About a week ago she began not eating, but drinking little bits of water, and ate 2 or 3 treats. She's not in pain, but does look confused sometimes. She's been coming out of her room when she wants company or wants petted. Otherwise, she just sleeps. I go to be with her frequently, more to comfort myself than Puddy. She's been the very best little friend I ever had. We've been through the tough things of life together, so I love her very, very much. We brought her home when her little head was the size of a quarter and she had just learned how to play "Halloween Cat". I pray that she will go quietly and in peace. I won't have another Puddy, ever. I just want to say how very grateful I am to have had her with me for so long. For all of you...thank you so much for writing about your very own puddys. It means a lot to me, as I am alone. Bless you.

Answer by Linz
Submitted on 3/20/2005
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Wow, yall are really helpful. My cat of 16 years is starting to loose his fur and slow down. I think he will not be hear to much longer and i love him so much. He has been my best friend. I'm only 16 myself. He us-to wait for me at the bus stop everyday. he will wake me up every morning -He hogs the bed and pillow and he is such a blanket hog- but i wouldn't have it any other way. I don't know what i am going to do my mom said he would not be hear on the Earth to much longer but I'm so close to him he is like a brother to me i love my cat soo much and i have never had a pet die. I want him to die in my arms but he is really sencitive to my feelings i know that sounds weird but my cat is the only best friend i have ever had. i had human friends but they are not their when I'm mad, they are not their to sobb up my tears, they dont purr to put me to sleep when i cant, when im bored they dont play with me. He is the best Friend i will ever have and i dont know what i will do with out him. God said the lion will befriend the lamb. so i know that pets are in heaven and i love him so much Im a Christian and i believe my cat is too. i usto be suicidal and i couldnt kill myself in front of my cat and every time i wanted to he was right their. I dont know what im supost to do i love him so much and i dont want him to die but he looks like a old man. his eyes are starting to cloud and i dont want him to suffer for my stuped companionship but i dont want him to die. I Love my Cat Skipper so much. Im just rambling on and on but because yall have delt with loosing your cats i has helped me realize that my cat's death is o.k.. my mom said he has about a week to live. he has no medical condition he is just really old. Please pray for me and my Cat Skipper. i will pray for you and your greef and your cat. In God We Trust. Have faith in him. God send His son Jesus Christ to die on the Cross for our sins that we will have eternal life in Him. Pray and ask for forgiveness devote your life fully to Him and He will be their for you and all of your needs. I love yall.

Answer by Sosie
Submitted on 4/5/2005
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My cat, Tira died today. It had been ill with very bad kineys for weeks, maybe a month and a bit, and was put on a special diet etc. we all watched as he got thiner and thinner, and he had numerous trips to the vets. He ate absolutely loads, but put no weight on. I came home frm my shopping trip to find my dad, telling me Tira had collapsed. I walked in to find him lying there awkwardly, pretty much paralysed frm the neck down, all weak, floppy, and terribly thin and boney. i obviously cried my eyes out, as i held him in my arms wrapped in a blanket to b put down, then back again to be buried. i kept his coller and a tuft of his hair, the soft bit frm round his ears. My mam owns like a business for casting peoples features, so we casted his paw, its like a mould that can be made into silver, bronze or even glass.. Its a good idea, nw i always will have a little bit of him. tis called FirstImpressions.com. go there. anways we buried him in the garden with a lil lite we have there overlooking him. i cant stop crying. my little 5 year old brother can't sleep for worrying.. He doesnt entirely understand, and keeps askinng whether he shud feed tira in the morning. i hated watching my cat be buried. it tears me apart that i will never get to see him again. i dont think i believe in heaven either, i cant picture it :( i love my cat

Answer by Holly Heintzelman
Submitted on 5/3/2005
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My cat CC just had kittens 3 days ago and she still looks like she has another baby. around lunch time i came in the room were she was staying at and she got up and there was a pile of blood where she was laying. Her kittens were screaming but i still checked her stomach and her nipples were fine but then I checked her vigina and it was bleeding. She licked it away but then 5 minutes later she was licking it off again. I thought it wasn't normal so I told my mom's friend that lived with us n she called the vet 4 an emergency visit. They said we should take her in ASAP because if she still had a baby then she could die and so could her born kittens . They are too young to servive with human care. We thought that going across the river would be too far and too long to get there so, we called another vet. They set us an appointment to get her checked and to get all of her shots so we waited.... Instead, a half-hour passed so we took her to the emergency vet because we couldn'tjust sit and stare at her 4 3 hours. So we went across the river and they said she might have another kitten and we still don't know whats going on...She may have to go into surgery. Yikes!!

Answer by Holly Heintzelman
Submitted on 5/3/2005
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My cat CC just had kittens 3 days ago and she still looks like she has another baby. A round lunch time i came in the room were she was staying at and she got up and there was a pile of blood where she was laying. Her kittens were screaming but i still checked her stomach and her nipples were fine but then I checked her vigina and it was bleeding. She licked it away but then 5 minutes later she was licking it off again. I thought it wasn't normal so I told my mom's freind that lived with us and she called the vet 4 an emergency visit. They said we should take her in ASAP because if she still had a baby then she could die and so could her new born kittens . They are too young to servive with human care. We thought that going across the river would be too far and too long to get there so, we called another vet. They set us an appointment to get her checked and to get all of her shots so we waited.... Instead, a half-hour passed so we took her to the emergency vet because we couldn't just sit and stare at her 4 3 hours. So we went across the river and they said she might have another kitten and we still don't know whats going on...She may have to go into surgery. Yikes!!

Answer by Chloe
Submitted on 5/8/2005
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Hi , just to say my cat died just a phew months ago, he got hit by a car but he was only 10 mnths old. I miss Teddy so much and all those people who have cats that have died, my Teddy will look after them. The thing is, what did my cat do to die? Nothing is the answer. He was a caring one who gave you kisses in the morning and played with you all day. The sad bit is that he was only 10 mnths and he never ever did nothing wrong. He was looked after well had the best food, he had a wonderful sister who we've still got and someone just had to wreck my Teddys life. Id just like to say that wherever he is, in rainbow bridge or in heaven, Teddy I miss you soooo much and so is Socks. We will always love you and theres always a place in our hearts where you will live forever. R.I.P Teddy . I love you mwah xxxxx

Answer by karen
Submitted on 5/10/2005
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My darling cat died yesterday called Robbie She was 18 years old and still small and fluffy like a kitten. In all our happy years together she gave me love and comfort. She 'mothered' my babies and watched over them whilst they slept, coming to me when they cried. She was loving and friendly and was always there. My daughters are distraught we buried her in the garden. I keep thinking I hear her bell on her collar and have spent this morning crying roaming the garden calling her name, hoping to see her. I wish I could hold her one last time and kiss her goodbye and thank her for all her love to us. I sit here crying having found some of her fluff on my chair and I long so much for her little voice and loving ways. We have been blessed by having her in our life but it hurts so much So long my dearest friend Rest in peace knowing how much you gave and were loved by everyone who knew you. For: Robbie a black and white fluffy moggy aged 18 years

Answer by Miss. Toffelies
Submitted on 5/26/2005
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My little familiar, As I write this my darling cat Mr. Sedgewick (Smudge to his closest friends) is lying on an operating table. They are trying to remove a cancerous tumor from his tummy, he has a 5% chance to live. He was born in my wardrobe on bonfire night 1990. His mother (my 9th birthday present) was a velvet cat black as midnight and as sweet and delightful as a mug of hot chocolate topped with mini marshmallows and dainty as a butterfly. She loved me so much that I was able to hold her babies the day they were born and we kept three of them. All three boys are tall strong handsome creatures wearing dinner jackets (black and white). Smudge was the only one with a white nose. His mommy died four years ago and I have never stopped missing her, she would sleep on my pillow every night and she looked after her babies (old men by this time) till the day she died. Smudge is the most clever cat I have ever owned (13 all together). He could hi five, said bless you when I sneezed and did a rollie polly on request (not to mention looking at himself in the mirror for hours at a time). I pray that if he dies today he will go to that beautiful place Rainbow Bridge and join his mommy and all of his friends that we have lost over the years. Thank you all for caring about your loved ones as much as I care for mine.

Answer by Nick
Submitted on 5/29/2005
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Im so glad I came across this site as I had to have my beloved cat 'Sooty' put to sleep this morning,Sunday 29th May 2005 at 1042am. Im so sad because I had to make a decision whether he lived or died. Sooty was 23 years old and a handsome jet black british shorthair. He used to meet me every night as I put my car in the garage and then come and sleep on my bed with me.He often used to follow me down to the pub and I often missed valuable drinking time as I had to bring him back! He was a true friend and a big part of my family and his death today has marked the end of an era. He had been experiencing a few health problems of late and we had to take a few trips to the vet. Only a couple of months ago he had a bout of flu and was on deaths door but amazingly he bounced back and was his normal self. Last week as usual I called him for his breakfast and he just sat there in the garden staring at me and not wanting to move which was strange because only the night before he was running about as normal,even though he was 23 or possibly older he was by no means an inactive cat. Over the next few days he went down hill rapidly,he didnt eat or drink and had really bad diarrhea.I took him to the vets and he was put on a drip to rehydrate him,he remained at the vets for 3 days and his condition never improved,he never ate,drunk or anything and the vet said it was best to put him to sleep which I agreed to,that decision was the hardest one of my life,I mean Id just lost my mate of 23 yrs,how sad is that. I couldnt bear to see him put to sleep so got my Mother to be there with him when he died. Although it is a very very sad day for me its also gives me great comfort to think that this cat lived for so long and I was honoured to be part of his life.Not being able to have his illness identified does not bother me as he is no longer suffering,he lived a long and eventful life and all good things come to end albeit very sadly. SOOTY I LOVE YOU AND WILL MISS YOU FOREVER, your faithful friend Nick

Answer by holly
Submitted on 6/1/2005
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My cat is at the vets now. He got hit by a car last sunday (4 days ago). I went 2 see him 2 day. I cried in front of everyone, I wasn'there when it happend so that was good i would have panicked. My parents told me that his tail got run over and that it might have 2 b amputated. I was sad about that. But I'm not now, i have worse news he can't control his bladder so he might have 2 b put down. And the stupid vet forgot to tell us that he broke his pelvis! When he comes home which is whenever he will smell. He might regain control and go to the loo normally but til then he will shame himself which is awful. My baby. And yes like all you i am crying i can't bear to lose him. I have 2 others cats but the don't even add up 2 half of him. They arnt as social-able. I love you tommy. I wont let them put you down, you dont need 2 b. You r perfectly fine if that stupid women hadnt been on her mobile and swerved. You just got confused. Id rather shed crashed and dies and you had lived. I no thats gorrid thought but its the way i feel. I will pray for you tonight and i dont no y im writing this..you wil b fine. and roll around on your back and give me kisses again, ur not even old! I had u since i was eight. I will neva give up faith or stop thinking about u. or stop loving u....

Answer by James
Submitted on 6/20/2005
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My most beloved cat Butter died sometime this morning. I had woken up around 9 and driven to my girlfriend's house, and then to drop off my car at a body shop. When I came home with my girlfriend, she insisted on seeing my cat. We walked into my mother's room and found Butter lying on her bed. When I didn't see his chest moving I knew something terrible was wrong. On the 20th of June 2005, my 12 year old cat had died. His mother had died some 6 years earlier, and I hope he is now with her. I can only hope he is in a wonderful place. I also hope that I will never forget him, and that I will never forget what he was like alive. Already I am beginning to lose my memory of him, and it has only been an hour. I loved him so much; he was my brother.

Answer by Pam
Submitted on 7/9/2005
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please read this and help me i think i will do something stupid if i dont get help....My baby girl molly died the other day. she wasnt even a yr old. she was young active, caring and always up 4 a cuddle. i was away at a mates 4 the week. and we had a lady looking after my cats 4 me. molly and her sister maisy. i had 2 go home and collect some things. and wen i got in i found a note on the table from the lady that was looking after my cats. it read "pam ur cat has been hit by a car and has been killed. i have buryed it in the front garden." as i read that note (tht stil haunts me 2 this day) i froze, tears streamed down my face. i didnt no what to do. i have never had to deal with the death of a pet before. i felt gutted, and stil do. i feel guilty that i never got to say a last goodbye to my baby.i was her mother and i loved her like any mother should love there children. it hurt me how meaningless the letter was. and how there was no feeling in it as f she didnt care! 3 days hav passed now and i am stil grieving i can not stop crying. she did not deserve this. i pray for her all the time constantly, god please i am praying for you to please look after my molly! i hopeyou here me. and i ask myself why her! wot did she ever do wrong! shes innocent and i love her! i cry as i write this. i try to bloke my feelings but its to hard. every time i see a cat i burst in to tears. and every time i look down on her grave i feelin a stabbing pain in my heart. the only thing that is keeping me going is knowing that i gave her a happy life nd loved her and cuddled her all the time. i feel i have let her down and that she died lonely because i wasnt here for her. i tears me apart. i keep havin thoughts that she will wake up underground cold and lonely with nobody there for her. im having nightmares and i think im going crazy. please god can u send her a message please tell her that "mummy loves you, and will never stop loving you" please i dont ask for much. i just want my mind to be put to rest knowing that she is OK and not scared. i am looking after her sister maisy. she is helping through this period, which i am certain it is the hardest and most painful period of my life! why would anybody want to take the life of an innocent beautiful creature like my baby. please somebody help me. i need to talk to somebody who is going throught this greiving. i feel i am never goin to get over this. my chest is cold at night and i have visions that i am going to wake up with her sleeping peacefully on me again like she use to. why did that car not stop to help her. are people really that uncaring. i jst hope that she was not in to much pain and passed on peacefully. i love you molly RIP i will NEVER forgt the huge part of my life that involved around you. i wont be able to because nothing or noone is ever going to be able to complete the part of my heart that you have left incomplete. you didnt have a long life with me but i know that the time we did spend together we made the most of it! dnt forget me x R.I.P Molly 15 july 2004 - 5 july 2005 you didnt have long enough if only i hav a photo. im left empty. with just the meaningful memories you will be in my heart for ever! x x x please someone help me pesmith110@hotmail.com

Answer by Robbie
Submitted on 8/1/2005
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I hate the idea of anything suffering. I always have and always will. I was leaving earlier tonight to go get something to eat and when I backed up I noticed a big bump, but thought nothing of it because the road we have is very rocky. As I continue to back out I look forward and see our cat flopping wildly through the air - I knew exactly what had happened. One of my worst fears. I accidentally ran over our cat, Whiskers. :( He was essentially deaf and had been sluggish for days and very old, I guess he never heard the car startup. So, I had to stand there and watch him die for about 1-3 minutes. It's the worst thing I've ever seen. I told him I was sorry as he was dying, but he was mentally gone. So any of you who did not have to see your cat die - be happy. There are litterally some things you cannot un-see and to think you caused it is even worse. I can't seem to get over this. I guess I'll just keep crying - it does help a little. Don't ever leave a cat who's going deaf outside!

Answer by djfrank
Submitted on 8/7/2005
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On August 3, my cat, Mickey died. Before that, I noticed something strange on him 3 days later, he would meow a little weird, other than that, he would walk and act normally. Then the next day the cat has some trouble walking and was meowing very weird, I attributed the problem that the cat was not eating properly, so I gave him extra food and extra water. The next day the cat looked very weak, and would barely move, just laying on the floor, My sister took him to emergency, and she say while on her way, the cat took his final breath on her arms and died. The cat was pronounced dead on arrival to emergency. Don't know exactly what caused my cat to die, I am speculating it was probably a heart attack, because that cat was healthy all the time and never experienced any sickness symptoms. I should have taken my cat to the vet on the first times I noticed something weird on him, that was makes me more sad, I think the cat COULD have been saved if acted earlier.

Answer by Shawn K
Submitted on 8/31/2005
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My cat Sandy 8 yrs old died on 08/29/2005 he was so loving i miss him so much i still think i will see him laying around, he was a big sweetheart, he would always sit on my lap and sleep next to me, i dont know what he died of he was fine i guess he got sick i thought he would get better but he didnt, i tried feeding him but he wouldnt eat he was drinking little sips of water he was so weak could not even walk i held him to say goodbye then in my kitchen by the water bowl he was gasping for air and died. i wish he was here i know i will see him again when i pass on, at the time i didnt have the money to get him to the vet they dont take animals unless you have money they wont even let you pay later, shame on them! well we are getting him a proper burial we are getting him cremated to be put in a box so we can have him here. i am glad i have found this site to tell the world about my sweet lovable Sandy.

Answer by Maverick
Submitted on 9/17/2005
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I took him to the vet last week because he wasn't going to the bathroom. He has already had two operations for bladder stones, so I didn't think it would be anything serious. He is a big cat so a sist on his liver the size of a grapefruit would go unnoticed. He also had kidney stones and bladder stones. I brought him home and he sat in his litter box for an hour. I gave him antibiotic medicine for 7 days. I walked downstairs yesterday and I saw my cat under the coffee table. He didn't look at me, which I didn't find unnormal because sometimes he just didn't care. I scanned his body and saw he wasn't breathing. I screamed his name. He didn't answer. I called my Dad and he called my Mom to let her know. I went outside on our 2 acre property to find a good spot to bury him. As I was digging I lost all energy in my body. I went in the house and began to hug my toilet because I had to do this. I lifted his stiff body in a box, put him in his place of rest, and began to fill the whole with dirt. My parents haven't scene me cry, nor my friends. I have told them I am sad, but I haven't shown them my true emotions. It's only day 2 and I am sadder today. I've been crying the whole time writing this story. I miss him so much. : (

Answer by Joshua
Submitted on 9/18/2005
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My cat just died today. He was very old....16 or 17. He was lying in the driveway and my father didn't see him and backed over him by accident. I ran outside after hearing the awful news, and he just lay there with his eyes open, occasionally convulsing and sucking in a breath. We tried to take him to the vet but he stopped breathing before we got there.....I was, and still am, so upset. I know time is supposed to heal all wounds, but I cannot believe how badly this is affecting me. I miss my cat so much. I grew up with that cat. He'll always have a special place in my heart, and I'm glad I was with him when he died, but I would give quite a bit just to have a few more minutes with him before I had to say goodbye. I love you, Blackie, and I miss you terribly. I hope one day sometime after I've died that I can see you again, healthy and strong, and remember that I will always love you.

Answer by Josh
Submitted on 10/3/2005
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My cat, Flipper, died yesterday morning. I came home from work at around 10:00 AM and my mom told me that Flipper had been acting sick the past ten hours. He was breathing with short breaths and wouldn't eat or drink. She said she thought he was getting better at 3:00 AM because he seemed to be breathing okay. I went to go check on him as soon as I heard this. He was under my dad's truck. I crawled under and saw him. He was very labored and sounded raspy. His tongue was sticking out a little. I was very scared. I went to go get him some water in a medicine dropper. I came back and he had moved to our side walk by our porch. I gave him some water, but he acted like he didn't want it. My family (mom, dad, & I) debated on what to do. In the process he let out two terrible, long meows. It was Sunday and no vets were open. We could have taken him to an emergency vet, but we all knew it was too late. My mom had to leave and said she couldn't watch him die. I got a clothes basket and put some towels in it. I then got Flipper and put him in. He acted like he was choking when I picked him up, and I almost burst into tears. I took him into my room and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. He let out some more yowls and I finally lost it. I started to pet him and told him I loved him. I even have him a last kiss on the nose. Finally his whole body arced and I thought he was gone. He didn't move, but every 20 seconds or so, he gasped for air. Finally, around 12:30 he stopped gasping and passed. I knew as his eye (only had one) had dilated completely. I cried for another hour and wouldn't let anyone in my room. My dad made a casket and we buried him in our back yard. We are going to make a cross for him soon. What troubles me is the fact that it all happened so suddenly. He got sick and died within 36 hours. He was only 7, and in good health. I will miss him greatly. Flipper 1998-2005 I will always remember you.

Answer by Part-time
Submitted on 10/12/2005
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All of us will never know how a cat or other loved pet actually feels before they die. Maybe when we ourselves pass away the answer will then show itself. But in the meantime, always think about this...If you are like me, then you can honestly say to yourself that you loved your cat to the fullest possible. And I'm sure your cat felt the same way. Ever notice how sometimes your cat looked you straight in the eye as you were saying something. Almost as though it knew exactly what you were saying. I believe somehow they know. As sad and depressing as it is, there's countless homeless and abused cats that don't even get a chance to experience life or even the love that an owner can give. I wish I could gather up all those cats and just hug them with the endless love for them that I can give. But, since I can't. I can at least know that I gave all the cats I've had in my lifetime my fullest love that I could give. A pet owner can agree with me when I say that's it's a totally different kind of love as compared to a human. Cats don't mean any harm what-so-ever towards humans. They just constantly give and show their love. And as long as you always do the same, you'll have nothing to worry about. You'll be able to say to yourself without hesitation that you are/were and always have been the best possible pet lover, pet owner, etc...that you could have ever been. And your cats felt it everyday of their lives.

Answer by Sadsally
Submitted on 10/12/2005
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My 15 year old cat died two years ago.I remember when I was getting babysat,and I told my babysitter that I was worried about my cat (buddy) he said he was probably fine.We haven't heard of him for 9 days.He has been out for as long as 3 days,but not as long as this time.We finnaly decided that he wasn't with us anymore.It was heartbreaking for me to hear this.I knowned him scince I was a baby..he used to sleep with me at night,and come when I cried.He was my first bestfriend,and was always there for me.I never thought that day would come..when he went.Im still crying,it has been 2 years,I loved that cat more than anyone could ever love theirs.I remember the way he ran to the room when I cried,and the way he slept next to me.. Buddy,wherever u are.. I MISS YOU! Your probably in heaven..frolicing..playing and having a great time.But,I know your at least one bit miserable without me.My scences tell me.Ever scince you went,things have gotten worse.I wish my dad never let you outside that day.. Don't froget me..I won't froget you.. Sarah

Answer by Cat rescuer
Submitted on 10/19/2005
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I recently found a kitten in the back of my apartment building, looks to be about 6 to 9 months old. When she came to me I notice she had a Qtip hanging out of her vagina, she was not in pain but diffinetly in Heat, I removed the Qtip and she began to roll all around playfully, but I notice the tip of the Qtip cotton broke off and I could not get all of it out of her, my question is will she pee out the rest of the Qtip? or is she in any medical danger? I am taking her to the vet as soon as I can but untill then I wonder if she was going to be okay? I have heard of some pet owners relieving their cats while in heat with a Qtip and believe this is why she was had a Qtip in her and maybe got a way from the owner. Do I need to be worried?

Answer by Ruth
Submitted on 11/6/2005
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I am absolutey beside myself and can't stop crying. On Friday 4 November 2005 (2 days ago) I shouted my cat, Monty to come in because I didn't want her to be frightened by some very loud fireworks. She came running to me straight into the path of a car which ran straight over her. I ran into the street to get her but she died almost straight away. I feel so guilty that I shouted her and caused her death - we always had such a strong bond and we loved each other so much that she wouldn't even have seen the car because she was just running to me. I feel sick, I can't stop crying, I feel really sad and sorry and I just can't let her go. I keep going over her accident in my head and wishing desperately that I could turn the clock back.

Answer by peter
Submitted on 11/7/2005
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Hi, the same happened to my poor cat, however it was a few sezures / fits what happened in a short space of time which killed him, rather than 1. What happenes when a cat has a fit / sezure is, first it knows its in danger and either seeks companion for help or hides immediatly. Then it falls on its side and padals its legs in an uncontrolable spazam usually howling in pain with droll coming out of its mouth. If the cat survives the sezure its heart rate will be at high levels for between 15mins to over an hour. It will also be breathing quickly, scared and confused. Somtimes a cat a have more than one fit in a short space of time putting presure on its brain and heart, this happened unexpectably to my cat and he was in unbarable pain whilst he was howling in agony and looking at me for help, and suddenly his heart give in. We tried to save him but to no avail. My cat was showing signs of behavor months beforhand, which we didn't even think about at the time. 1. He walk along and suddenly stop and roll onto his side and not get up for ages, which just looked like lazyness. 2. he was drinking more water. 3. he would suddenly go crazy for about 1 minute and run around clawing stuff looking confused. This happened about once a month. If you cat displays any of these symptoms a visit to the vets is a must. better safe than sorry. I'm not sure exactly what he died from, but most likely epelepsy or a brain tumor. My cat had an excellent life and he was truely unique and I mean truely 100% unique he was just starting to get old at not much over 10 ten years. I'll never forget him and will try to erase his painfull and sudden death from my mind. My heart goes out to anyone who loses a pet especially one which they have had for a decade and were very close to.

Answer by Dustbuster94
Submitted on 11/20/2005
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All animals die. It is the circle of life. Animal born, Create Another Animal, Animal Die. Everything dies is what I am trying to say. You have to love it, while you got it. I also have a story. . . One day as I was leaving for school, we noticed that Fluffy, one of our cats, had disappeared. As we drove out of the driveway, I noticed a patch of grass that was orange and white. It was Fluffy. I told my mother to stop the car, we got out and picked her up. She let out a shrill cry. (Sounding just like her meow.) And stared at me. She was flattened around her stomach and her legs were broke. I stayed off from school that day as we went to the vet. Where she died. I was in the room with her too. She kissed me and cried, then fell silent. I have seen more than 15 of my cats die. But this was the second most hardest time to let one of them go.

Answer by John Fergus
Submitted on 11/30/2005
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My old friend, Doobie, was seventeen years old. The night he was born, his mother was dropping his brothers and sisters all over the living room having shunned the box we had prepared for her. She was a little strange and somewhat wild, but she tolerated us and allowed us to provide a roof under which she would care for her babies. It was a large litter and the kits arrived slowly. The rest of my family had grown tired of waiting for the last one to show up, and one by one had retired to bed. I waited and eventually, between births, fell asleep on the living room floor. A short while later, I was awakened by a soft, warm, slightly wet feeling on the side of my neck. I came fully awake to find that mom had delivered the last one precisely where it would not be overlooked! Needless to say, that little , wet, mewling creature and I bonded very early, and it was he, along with one of his sisters, who stayed with us long after the others had found homes. Over the next seventeen years, Doobie became an integral part of our family. When, at about age three or four, his little sister, "Sugarfoot", was taken by death, he was inconsolable and mourned her as much as we did...He was never quite the same. However, he remained a loving and faithful companion who was in on everything we did, never met a lap he didn't like and made friends with everyone who came to visit. He and I were pals, my "Simba," my Partner who followed me everywhere I went, who let my grandbabies crawl all over him and pull his tail and do all those things that cats aren't supposed to like, and who would jump up in my lap and when I held his paw in my hand I could swear he was squeezing it. I remember the day he came into the house dragging his hind leg that had been broken...we never found out how, and him suffering the indignity of dragging around that big old cumbersome cast. He was old then, and the doc said he wouldn't heal very fast. But heal he did, and despite the cast and the rod that was placed in his leg, healed without a wail of protest, with quiet dignity and infinite patience. That was a couple of years ago...he was bright eyed, sleek and BIG...about eighteen pounds big, and although due to age, he had slowed down somewhat, he seemed the picture of health. He started declining a few months ago, and although his vet pronounced him in relatively good health for his age, we could see that he was not his old self. He was slowing down, having trouble digesting his food, and despite his best efforts, could not always make it to his box in time. We knew the time was drawing near when we would have to face the day when our old friend would be gone from us. That day came all too soon, and this past Saturday, November 26th at nine thirty in the morning, I held him as he drew his last breath. It's been tough on us. My wife and I buried him under the tree at the side of the house, and sit together now and feel the empty space that is left by his passing. You are not alone in your grief, fa, They come into our lives, take hold of a piece of our hearts and give us all of theirs. We are better for having known, and loved them. Perhaps not a gift from God, but an angel on loan.

Answer by SPHINX
Submitted on 12/3/2005
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SPHINX was totally special. I had dealt with death and it dealt me a vicious blow when I lost my grandparents since my own childhood was not good. So,I always bonded with those beings that wouldn't harm me. But,instead of talking to people I spoke to SPHINX,watched him balance so perfectly on a beam,and as the years went by talked to him and understood him more and more. He understood me. He talked to me as a human More than a dog would. The day came that I had to move,but I came back to visit every night;sphinx was always eagerly awaiting his soulmate,me. But as I left again he started to yell like no other cat,it was truly bizarre to see and hear this guttoral yell happen. He loved me so much,but I tried my best to not be attached thinking that would help. It didn't. Bad idea....still,as I drove away, the thought rankled as he stood in the middle of the street,me watching from my rearview driving away. We were that inseperable for 17 years;it killed me to drive away after trying to re-assure him I was coming back,and geez sphinx,don't stand in the street,it's dangerous![I said to him]. He had been bitten by another cat and caught cat-aids 9 years earlier. But,a real trooper of egypt itself,he hung in there and I prolonged his life with techniques I can't mention because I believe too many animals will suffer as a result of this from bad owners. Humans are not good in many ways. I had to move again,this time to another state. I used to whisper to him over the years I was going to bring him with me when the time came;he purred in a frenzy;he knew what I was saying. This cat was living,breathing,MAGIC! He would lie in my lap but never for long,but on my last day he lied in my lap,and gently put his head down on my knee. I sat motionless for as long as he stayed there,about 15 minutes. Then I moved,and had many problems living away,but I would talk to myself,to SPHINX as if SPHINX was in the kitchen with me,but obviously not. I was in a different state. I had my own issues and couldn't see him as I desperately wanted to,but in a couple of months it would all change and i would be reunited with him. He ate so much but gained nothing,however love kept us all going. He moaned for me to come back as i was told....then the unexpected;SPHINX died. We don't know how,but there was a lump in his chest near his heart. I was numb and really wanted to leave this place too and be with him,hang out,talk to the only one that understood me;the cat of immortality. It was so wrong,but life is wrong in many ways. I was 1 week and a half late in finding his grave.....as the tears spilled out of my eyes the moment I had been waiting for came;I had to hold him once more in my arms,but he was buried. No,I must hold him.....so I did what normally others wouldn't do......I held him one last tearful time,unashamedly. I don't recommend doing this because it can exacerbate things and make it worse. I held him,crying and crying,and emotions unexplained by the human verbal language. In 4 months of being seperated it was too much for him. The death of a loved one can be so overwhelming that you will conciously forget them because the pain is too great. I cannot and will not forget SPHINX. Hey trinxer,your going down in history. Let them all read about you,and may you all treat this mystical,majestic, living testament of ancient egypt with tenderness and talk to them....over time it will become apparent that they are the unsolved. Where are you SPHINX? Did I hurt you? I didn't mean to leave but I had to. Don't you know I was dying inside to be away from you? I am so very very sorry,SPHINX. SPHINX you were human in so many ways. I love you,man. Stay within my heart forever. I can't go on anymore. This has devastated me completely. Love your animals,and your children. Don't give in to treating them as animals. They are magic. We live in a bad world and a cat will look proudly at all times good or bad. So much left unsaid. Nothing like hugging a cat when he is waking up in the backyard,and he meows,acknowledging your being. Now he's buried there. I'm so sorry sphinx.

Answer by Grant
Submitted on 12/20/2005
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My cat Bob died today. I have so much admiration and respect for him. He was such a loving cat. As a kitten he was so affectionate that he would love to sleep on my uncle's head. Bob lived to be 14 years old. Through this time he has shown himself to be extremely intelligent, earnest, patient, incredibly sweet and wise beyond his years. Bob had these big eyes that when you looked into them, you knew there was a person in there. I told him often, how I wish he could speak. I know he'd have the most interesting and insightful things to say. Bob was a wise old man. I had so many names for him, one of which was Catman, because he really was so much like a person. I also called him Earnest and Ernie because of his nature. His last three days he hardly ate or drank much and didn't seem to want to be near me as much. The week before that though, he was jumping into my lap even more than usual. Maybe he felt it coming and wanted to get his fill of love, and let me get mine before he died. I wish I had pet him more, and spent more time with him. I learned a lot from Bob. Bob you are a special soul. Everyone who knew you, knows so. You are a real gentleman. There are many stories to tell, but one, just to relate how special and intelligent he was, was that when he was hungry, he learned how to open the kitchen drawer where we kept his food! He would stand on his two hind legs and wedge/hook his claws into the drawer to grab the lip, and start walking backwards. When the drawer was open enough, he'd jump in the drawer and somehow even use his claws to throw his can of food onto the kitchen floor! Bob was smart! I'm going to miss him a lot. If there's one thing I hope, its that he died in emotional peace. I hope he felt loved and appreciated and that he left this world feeling as good as one can feel while dying. Sometimes I wonder if he died because he felt he was a burden. Bob has had stomach problems and has thrown up throughout his entire life. In the last few months, I had been telling him of my plan to move to Argentina. I figured I'd take him with me because I didn't know anyone that would care for him the way I would. Also, I just couldn't bare the thought of him feeling I had abandoned him. So I began telling him that I'd take him with me. I half-wondered if it could work out (would Argentina let in a cat that vomits a lot and has two strips of fur missing on his tail? Would I be able to find his special food, where I'd be going?). I think Bob knew I was leaving and there was a chance I wouldn't take him. I wonder if this saddened him and made him feel rejected and caused him to give up. I noticed that some other stories of cat loss also involve a move, and I can't help but wonder if he was feeling like I was going to abandon him and this led him to stop eating. Another emotional reason for his death could be that because he was so loving, so devoted, so selfless, he decided to let go, in order to let me go and live my life in Argentina. A gift of freedom. It could be a bit of both. What I hope is that Bob is at peace and feels love. I hope he left this world with his emotions resolved. I want him to know I love him. I also wish I had a bigger family that could have played with him and pet him while he was alive. Even down to the last hour of your death Bob, you were remarkable, You went so peacefully, so you. I miss you. Grant

Answer by Zoe
Submitted on 1/9/2006
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My cat Gizmo died on friday morning :( He went out the night b4 just as my other cat Ralph came in. About half hour later we heard a knock on the door and he came hobbling in. We could see his leg was hurt, he wobbled across the room, laid down and closed his eyes. I thought he was going to die then :( We got him to the vets as soon as possible, he got there at 10pm at night. The vet said it looked as if he'd been knocked down. She said it looked like his leg was broke and was trying to feel for his bladder as she said it can sometimes rupture with a big hit. He was in so much pain and crying that she said they would do x-rays in the morning. They put him on painkillers, a drip and in a warm bed and kept him monitored throughout the night. The next morning my mum woke me up saying she'd had a call from the vets. Gizmo had been fine till about 8am, then he had trouble breathing and was in discomfort. They did x-rays and couldnt find his bladder. They did blood tests and saw his kidneys were failing. Then he went into a coma. The vet said he'd been hit so hard his bladder had ruptured, that it was unlikely he would come out of the coma and he prolly wouldnt live through the day. My mum gave them permission to put him to sleep. We brought him home and burried him in the back yard. He was the most affectionate cat i have ever known, he was always wanting hugs and kisses and followed me around like a lost sheep. He would have been 4 years old in 3 months time. He had a crappy life till we got him, his previous owner had treat him poorly, hardly fed him and then given him to his friend who threw him out on the street. It always amazed me how Gizmo was so loving after the poor treatment he'd had. He was a very special little cat he will be dearly missed :*(

Answer by nzgirlcrying
Submitted on 1/12/2006
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My cat was found dead yesterday, he'd been hit by a car. My dads apprentice found him and told me he thought it was Monty who was dead down the road, I sent my Dad down and that confirmed my fears. Even though he went to check I knew in my heart that it was him, he's totally white, blindingly white even. Which makes me wonder why the car/truck didn't see him....if he was grey or black I would understand, but totally white? I miss him more than words could ever express, he was the first pet that was totally mine....I got him when I moved out of home to another city, he's become my rock, the one stable thing that has stayed with me, throughout my moving, my emotional troubles, and it hurts me all over to know he's not here anymore. I keep expecting to see him poke his head out between my curtains and jump on the bed in the middle of the night, just to snuggle up to me. Luckily for me I have people that understand what I'm going through...for me he wasn't just a cat, he was my best friend, I could always tell him my problems (and not worry about backstabbing lol) and he always put a smile on my face. I know it's going to get better, but all I can think of is him in the ground, and why there has to be this huge void in me.

Answer by corey
Submitted on 1/15/2006
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hello today my cat snoopy died im crying as i write this i took him up to the vet last week only to have the vet tell me he has a disease that was not treatable. the told me that he should live for a couple more months just to keep him comfortable.that was a week ago i just started crying in the vets office snoopy was my baby i had him since he was born i loved him so much and i will always love him.i woke up this morning and snoopy didnt look so well he wouldnt eat a couple of hours later while a sleep on the coutch he started meowing i picked him up held him in my arms and he started dieing i took an hour for me its was hell my baby boy dieing ing my arms i was crying and screaming god why are you taking my baby then snoopy looked at me meowd and his eyes when black i just held his lifeless body in my arms crying for an hour. ive been crying all day i just cant stop everywere i look im reminded of him. i see where he like to sleep, he used to love to go into the bathroom and drink from the leaking tap in the bath, we used to go in to the backyard together and just sit in the sun im depressed and feel like killing myself most people just dont understand just how much i love snoopy. his my baby and i want him back

Answer by Heather
Submitted on 1/17/2006
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It has been 8 days since my sweet angel, Pidds passed away. Pidds was a blonde and white haired Maine Coone who was the most amazing cat ever. He was so smart and loving yet he was also very bossy and protective of his brother Thomas and his sister Princess. He loved to eat anything and everything. Pidds would eat fruit, cereal, chinese food and just about anything I ever ate. Of course I cooked organic chicken and beef for him and gave him organic cat food and he drank only bottled water but that did not stop my baby from getting lymphoma. Pidds used to weigh twenty pounds and he was a big boned cat so he looked healthy but when he had lymphoma he had lost eight pounds and was throwing up and very ill. I took him to a Vet Hospital over seven times and finally went to another Vet Hospital to ask them to help me and get a second opinion and that is when I was told he had lymphoma. I met with the oncologist and Pidds received chemotherapy and for four months he did really well. It was hard because I used conventional medicine and homeopathic medicine to save my sweet boy and on January 9, 2006 I was told that his kidney levels were at a 16 when they should be between 1-2. I didn't want to put him to sleep. but everyone said he was suffering. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do but I was with him all the way to the end.I held him when they gave the injection but I still feel so guilty. I bought him a beautiful casket and put special stuffed animals in the casket, a ton of pictures, a cross, a St. Christopher and St. Jude metal, and I wrapped him in very warm blankets. I knew Pidds was dying on the Tuesday before he died because he changed so quickly and was not himself. I miss him sleeping on me at night, I miss him every morning and every minute of every day. His brother and sister miss him terribly. He is my special angel boy. I also wrote him a letter!! I hope he found my Dad and I hope they are together. I received a sympathy card with the Rainbow Bridge excerpt and I hope that he finds me because I will never let him go. I understand the guilt of having to make the dreaded decision and I don't think I could ever do it again. All the vets and my mom and sister who are nurse's assured me it was the right thing to do but I will always question that. I hope my baby knows that I loved him more than anything and I wish he was with me here still. I love you so much baby boy. To all fellow cat owners please get your cat checked out at least once a year it is so worth getting x-rays, ultrasounds and everything else. Find a vet that will work with you. Trust me I am not a wealthy person and by the grace of God I found a way to pay close to $20,000.00 in medical bills.I worked myself to death but my boy was worth it. Please find a vet that really loves cats and will try to help you. God Bless all of you who have lost a loved one. My heart is with all of you. Pidds, I love you so much but I need to stop writing because your brother is acting pushy!!! Love always, MOM xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Answer by valentina
Submitted on 1/18/2006
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my cat is named Richi. he is the nicest cat: he never bites nor scratches people and he loves attention. we found out yesterday that he has some sort of cancer in his lungs preventing him to breath properly. the vet said that we could either put him "to sleep" (god i hate that expression) or let him suffocate on his own a clouple of weeks or months from now on. i will not put him through thay. i refuse it. so i have an appointement with the vet today at 3:40PM where they'll put him down. i'm going to miss him so so soo much and what i'm really scared of is to forget what he was like. the little things, you know? like how it feels to carry him, or what he smelled like or how his paws always were warmer than the rest of his body. a big regret i have right now is that we can't afford to buy his ashes or let him be cremated alone, instead he's going to be cremated amongs other animals and then be taken to some unknown place where they throw away the ashes. i'd like to spread the ashes myself in some nice forest during summertime where i know he'd like it and where he'd find peace. otherwise it just feels like i'm betraying him and just trowing him away, you know? another thing that hurts me is that he's not an old cat, i mean, he's a senior, but not that old. he was going to turn 10 in march. i'm hurting on the insides. and i don't want to say goodbye.

Answer by Karmin
Submitted on 1/22/2006
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My boy Zou Zou died yesterday. He was 18 years old. I love him so much. Every day over the years we were together I would hold him and we would have our hugs. The first day I saw him feels just like yesterday. He and his son were brought to my home by his orignial people who had to get let them go because their newborn infant was allergic to cats. Not a day went by that I didn't look at them sleeping curled up together or watching out the window or playing in the grass that I wouldn't fall in love with them. I am so grateful for the years we had, but want both of them back with me. I had to put Oliver to sleep last June as he had feline diabetes and was getting so he couldn't walk. When Zou Zou realized after half a day that he wasn't there he started crying and continued for months of crying. I havn'thad a full nights sleep since as his crying would wake me up a few times a night. I kept him with me for me, not for him, he was so unhappy as he and Oliver had never been apart in all their life. He was losing weight and energy. Every day for half a year I kept thinking I should put him down he is not happy. We still had our hugs but if he heard a noise he would think it was Oliver. Finally I had the courage to end his misery and begin my misery. I had the vet come to my home and put him to sleep in my arms. My heart is broken and I have not stopped crying. I so want him to be with Oliver again, I pray for it. If I am blessed I will be with all my pets when I die. I cannot think of a more joyous reunion. I miss him so much. I read everyones story and understand the losses, guilt and sadness. I hope that we are all reunited with our loved pets one day. Karmin

Answer by the dogs killed my princess yesterday
Submitted on 1/29/2006
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Our Kelly, 5 years old cat was killed yesterday by our 2 rescued dogs. We always keep the dogs in one place and the cats in a different area of the property. In 4 days, the 2 dogs were been brought to Canada and the cats would be happy again,dog free. But someone went to the house and left the door open.. the dogs went to where my princess was and killed in seconds. When my mom heard the dogs barking and my father went to see it was too late, she had lost her grip already. My mom called me and she could not talk, she was in shock, Kelly was the special princess to her and to all of us. I am so upset, we rescued those stray dogs and put her in danger> I am so upset that after one year of being all ok with the dogs and being so careful.. 4 days before they were gone.. they killed my baby!!!! I don't know where to put my anger, how to stop feeling so much pain. I would give my life for her, I wish I could return the time and be there when she was attacked... She was all alone, waiting for us to help her.. and she was so afraid of the dogs.. God!!! How will we survive without her??

Answer by vevalave9871
Submitted on 1/30/2006
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My kitten Nemo was one of the sweetest cats iv ever owned. Even writing this I cant even see the words in front of me. My parents divorced and my Father told me to pick out a cat and it was orange tabby Nemo. My dad got me on Wednesdays and every other week end and Nemo was the only thing for me to be excited about. One weekend when my dad had me we went over to a neighbors house for a bond fire. I patted Nemo never to know id never see him again. Then on Monday morning I got the flue my dad called and i heard my mom answer the phone and she said oh I'm sorry. Right then i was worried she gave the phone to me and a box of tissues. I said "hello" for the next 30 seconds my dad told me that he took Nemo to the vet b/c he was always congested. He found out Nemo had fluid in his lungs and that he decided to put him down. Ill i can think about know is how i didn't spend enough time with him and i never got to say goodbye. My question is do cats go to heaven? B/c Nemo was an angle. R.I.P Nemo

Answer by Danielle
Submitted on 1/31/2006
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My Cat Died today, It was the most horrible thing that I have ever had to do. He had Feline Infectious Peritonitis disease, and I had to put him to sleep, it was so silent and he was so thin that they to put the last shot into his heart(poor thing)but thank god he was already sleeping so at least he didn't have to feel anything. I haven't stopped crying today and I don't think that I'll be able to get over it for a while, never thought that I would be able to get the courage to do something like this but I know that he was better of like this than suffering for the next few days. Sometimes I wonder why do such sweet young creatures have to die he was only six months old and such a sweet heart he would lie on my chest and sleep there for hours, sleep at the edge of my bed at night, man am I ever going to miss and all I can think about right now is the last few moments we had at the vet today. what a terrible thought to keep...but I also think about the cute little things that he would do like follow me around the house begging for me to pick him...it would seem as if he were a child rather than my cat friend. but I will tell you this he will always be in my heart and I hope he has a great time in the place he has gone to. And I hope that someday I will be able to see him once again...Shadow I love you I hope they find a cure for this disease so no one else has to go through what I had to go through trust me it isn't great watching your little sweet drift away from you day after day.

Answer by rose luvs daisy
Submitted on 2/15/2006
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my cat died ages ago but i still really miss her. she arrived a bit late one night and we didnt mind much then. but then after a week... i went round to da mans house, he took our little kit lucky in last time. i asked him, and... he said yes.she was only just past her 1st birthday, not even having her 2nd christmas, not being able to grow old and meet the new kittens, not being able to.. theres so many things that i no she would have wanted to do but didnt get the chance to. i really wish there was a rainbow heaven as when i go there it will be the happiest days of my death..., ill be died right? it seems funny makin jokes when daisy dead. oh my gosh im cryin now

Answer by gina
Submitted on 2/26/2006
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my beautiful cat Moginse died of cancer on 26th october 04,the day she was supposed to go to the vets to be put to sleep.i'vnever felt so sad and guilty at the same time...i cant stop these lonely tears from falling! im sorry moginse for all the times i was angry with you and im sorry for all the times i didnt tell u i love u...but i do love u so much and i always will,ill never forget you.nothing can change what u meant to me and no other cat can ever replace you! moginse was like a best friend to me,she made me laugh with the wierd things she did and she sat with me when i was sad...i hope to god that ill see her again,jus so i can hug her and tell her every day 1000 times a day that i love her.

Answer by Midwestclubber
Submitted on 4/5/2006
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I am really scared, and really stressed, and dont know what to do. My Kitty isnt Dead just yet, but I am afraid she is going to die, before I can get help for her. She has a really swelled up stomach, she just lays around, and meows funny, and sounds sad. Also, she has started bleeding out of her nose, and she urinates uncontrolably on her bedding. It is wednsday, and all the Vet Offices are closed, also, We dont get a pay check untill friday, and have no money now. I really want to save her, but I really beleive it is probably too late. I feel she may have pyrameda, or Possible internal bleeding...... It is killing me to watch her suffer, and I feel so helpless... I too am having the guilt problem, I feel like it is my fault......What can I do?????? I will keep you posted on My Kittys condition, and let you know what happens...... Im so sorry for any Cat Owner who had to go through this,,, It is so hard....

Answer by ukchriss
Submitted on 4/6/2006
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My cat was put to sleep by the vet yesterday as the vet told us he was terminally ill, but was he really? I don't know and i'mso upset and so lost without him. He saw me through my Cancer and i feel i'velet him down. He was still feeling happy before the vet gave him the injection he even jumped off the table, would he have done that if he was so ill? I feel so guilty. I was thinking, if we had took him sooner would it have made a difference, could we of cured him, would he have got better, did the vet make a mistake? 3 weeks ago he went off his food and started to get thin, they said his white blood cells were extremely high and he was very anaemic. He hadn't eaten for 2 days when we took him to the vet. But he never complained he was still happy and always purring. Would he have got better? We will never know now. He was my beautiful Black Cat I will always love and miss you Oliver, You were my best friend for over 16 years. Someday, I will see you again, and when I do, we will hug, play and I Promise to take care of you, Forever. I would do anything to have you back in our lives.

Answer by lucky
Submitted on 4/7/2006
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I had a cat called Sparkle. He was lovely and I loved him. He was blck and white with a white ring on his tail. He was the best mouser ever. He could catch two mice at one go and once caught three, when we were cleaning out the barn and moving all of the straw bales. He got lost and then my Mummy found him outside we think that he had been ill and then one of the dogs had attacked him and he was dead. Mummy buried him under the tree. A few weeks ago my puppy got onto the road by mistake and got killed as well so I have had a real bad time. I'm feeling really bad, so sad. I want to cry all of the time. I just want to hug my cat and wish that he could come back. He was the best cat and I will always love him.

Answer by SouthernBounty
Submitted on 4/12/2006
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2 years ago March 27th, I had to have my cat and companion for 17 years put to sleep. This is one of the hardest things I have ever done, the Vet told me that his kidneys were failing, and that there was absolutely nothing that could be done for him, that he was "miserable" and that the most "humane" thing I could do would be to have him put to sleep. I will always miss him, and I hope I did the right thing, according to the Vet if I hadn't had him put to sleep he would have suffered for a few more days at the most, and died anyway. It really wasn't bad, I held him while they gave him the injection. I had to. He was curled up in my arms as always, and the "light" just kind of went out in his eyes. I cant quite find the words to describe it, yes I cried. Dont know if this helps or hurts those of you that are out there searching where your pets are concerned. Love your animals, and dont worry.... we always try to do what is right for them.

Answer by David
Submitted on 4/20/2006
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Pets often die suddenly. Sometimes, you won't see them die, but will just find them as if they are asleep. When your pet dies suddenly, you can at least say that he or she did not suffer long. That doesn't make losing your pet any easier, of course. However, it helps to remember the happy times that you had with your pet, or how your pet enjoyed his or her last day. My cat died recently. It was warm out, so we opened our front door. She got up on her hind legs to look out, and then she found out that we were eating, so she came by us to beg for food. She was having so much fun, jumping on our chairs every time we got up, and then, with no warning, she died. We were devastated. Yet we are thankful for the many years when she was our constant friend.

Answer by kateh
Submitted on 5/8/2006
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i would like to put these answers into a true perspective. last year in September my dad was diagnosed with bowel cancer. i was 16 at the time. he had a operation which didn't go as planned and he wont ever be the same as he was. my birthday followed 3 weeks after and then a month after that my cat died at about the age of 17. i loved my cat but those series of events really made me realize that she was only a cat. i missED her and criED for her but I'vemoved on. don't be sad for her death but be happy for her life. your cat isn't with God now because he doesn't exist. she is gone and the sooner you people realize that the happier you will be. BELIEVE IN LIFE BEFORE DEATH. NOT AFTER.

Answer by Jo
Submitted on 5/12/2006
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My baby boy Henry died last week. I found him dead on our kitchen floor in the morning. I am absolutely devastated as he has been there for me through a painful divorce and house move. I am sure he died of a broken heart as he was fine untill we moved house. He wasnt ill, if a little less spirited than he ussually was, I wish I could have done something to help him and Im so sad that he died by himself. I love him so much and dont know what to do without my baby prince. He has got me through some awful times and now Im all alone. I dont want another cat as they could never match up to Henry. Ive buried him in a local park and planted a tree and a rose bush for him. I miss him every day. I love you henros. xxxxxxx

Answer by janet
Submitted on 5/15/2006
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My 12 yr old beloved cat, Misha, just died in my arms this morning. She had been battling kidney disease for about 1 1/2 yrs. It was so painful to watch her deteriorate these past 6 months - she ended up losing 1/2 of her body weight. Each time I would take her to the vet for a treatment of steroids, antibiotics and B12 she would respond, just as fiesty as ever. Last week I noticed she got weaker and would lose her balance on the arm of the sofa or while trying to eat, yet she still could hop down the stairs or off the sofa, she just couldn't climb up. She still wanted to be with us, following us around in her weak little wobble and she still asked for food, although she could only eat a few bites at a time. Yesterday she was very talkative - a happy voice and much conversation. She seemed to spend extra time alone with each of us. I worked the night shift last night and as I left for work, she was cuddling with my son. He picked her up and put her on a very soft feather pillow on our big old sofa and he laid next to her stroking her while she purred softly -- that was the last image I saw as I went to work. All night I cried knowing the end was near. She had developed facial twitching yesterday but was still alert and talkative even while twitching-- I knew that was not a good sign. When I came home this morning, she was stretched out on her side in the hall with her entire body lightly twitching and a blank stare on her face. My son said that he came out of the bathroom just a few minutes prior to find her like that. I picked her up carried her to the family room, sat on the sofa with her stretched out lengthwise on my chest with her head under my chin - she let out a soft moan initially and then got very still. She was still having regular respirations at this point. While my 18 year old son, her beloved boy looked on sobbing, I told her it was ok to let go, that she was safe and loved and her people were here with her. I'm not sure where we were in the process, but my son awoke my husband and he was present as well when Misha took her last breath in my arms. I remember looking up and seeing my son and husband holding each other and crying. The entire episode from when I picked her up to when she took her last breath was about 10 minutes long, but it was about 1/2 an hour more before I could let go of her. I just kept stroking her and telling her how much we loved her. It's now been almost 3 hrs since she died and I still can't stop crying. Sometimes I just tear up and other times I sob. I have lost other pets in my lifetime that were also very special too, but there was a unique bond with this cat that I just can't explain. I will miss her terribly. I know life will go on but it will not be the same for me without my beloved Misha.

Answer by Paul
Submitted on 5/18/2006
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Hi My cat Died today , Im 40 and he was 16 , I rescued him from a Car yard as a kitten , he was covered in oil so i called him CASTROL , I loved him so Much , But this week he was not him self , not eating hardly speaking to me , as he usually did , i found him lying the rain on the lawn yesterday and brought him inside , today he was not better so i decided to take him to the vet , I was told that they thought he had a tumor and that they could do test and xrays and keep him at vet but he may still die , but he would have hated that so i decided to let the vet send him to Kitty heaven ,Hard as it was to do as i Loved him more than most people , It was right not to let him suffer and i could not have handled him going off on his own to die , so they shaved his leg (just a little ) and gave him an injection , Then i picked him up and cuddled him , wrapped him in his favorite shirt and took him home , i put him on his fav chair and he look as if he was sleeping , NO more suffering for him , Just for me -i waited till my wife and kids came home and buried him in one of his favorite spots in the garden (his garden) wrapped in a padded shirt he liked to sleep on I will miss him ... it was right for him and thats what matters , i didn't want to watch him die in pain - Castrol - daddy love you now and forever - happy adventures Little Kitten xxx()()()

Answer by Paul
Submitted on 5/18/2006
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Hi My cat Died today , I'm 40 and he was 16 , I rescued him from a Car yard as a kitten , he was covered in oil so i called him CASTROL , I loved him so Much , But this week he was not him self , not eating hardly speaking to me , as he usually did , i found him lying the rain on the lawn yesterday and brought him inside , today he was not better so i decided to take him to the vet , I was told that they thought he had a tumor and that they could do test and xrays and keep him at vet but he may still die , but he would have hated that so i decided to let the vet send him to Kitty heaven ,Hard as it was to do as i Loved him more than most people , It was right not to let him suffer and i could not have handled him going off on his own to die , so they shaved his leg (just a little ) and gave him an injection , Then i picked him up and cuddled him , wrapped him in his favorite shirt and took him home , i put him on his fav chair and he look as if he was sleeping , NO more suffering for him , Just for me -i waited till my wife and kids came home and buried him in one of his favorite spots in the garden (his garden) wrapped in a padded shirt he liked to sleep on I will miss him ... it was right for him and thats what matters , i didnt't want to watch him die in pain - Castrol - daddy love you now and forever - happy adventures Little Kitten xxx()()()

Answer by Rachel
Submitted on 5/29/2006
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My cat Nemo is the sweetest siamese/main coon mix ever born in my eyes. He has been sickly for one week and i am stuck in India (with my husband only). THere are no good vets yet to be found. Tomorrow morning Fist thing i will search all day if need be to save my sweet cat son. I miss his fiesty play fights with me Dan biting me during play a bit too hard. Most of all I miss how he purrs on me every morning. I just pray to God that whatever is wrong with him, he becomes well again. If he dies on me i will feel as though i have lost a part of me. I love him more than any pet we have ever owned because Him and I have a special bond together. He prefers me over all others and comes to me like a dog when called (only by me of course). WISH MY 3 YEAR OLD CAT LUCK)!!.....he is not eating, drinking(2 days) and is constipated(one week)....and i would do without food for a week if i could find a vet here in india to save his life.

Answer by jo
Submitted on 6/9/2006
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hi. i have lost 4 cats in seven years - all hit by cars. the first 2 were morgan and tigger which although very upsetting - i thought was just bad luck so after fostering kittens for a couple of years i got 2 more cats of my own. it did happen again - badger was killed last year and peaches was so lost without him we got pebble to keep him company but we made sure we kept them in every night and didn't let them out except in daylight. pebble had kittens 2 weeks ago and one night last week when i went to get peaches in - to my horror - i saw he had crossed the main road near our house. there was a car coming so i ran across thinking if he ran he would run up the verge - he didn't - he ran straight in front of the car and was killed in front of me. other neighbor's have had cats for years with no problems so why does this happen to me?! i am now terrified the same fate awaits "mum" and am thinking about re-homing her and all kittens because i cannot bear to loose any more.

Answer by Callum Hickson
Submitted on 6/15/2006
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Hello all, my cat died on the 15/6/06. He was a cross-breed of a white and black cat... but i loved him so dearly. He loved the outdoors, he would only come in the house when he wanted some food, then he would zip back out. But today i came home from school, and their was a tear in my mom's eye, and my sister was crying alot. I wonderd what was wrong, then when my mom said ''I have some bad news.... patch got hit by a car.''. I couldn't move, i was like stone, then i started to cry in my mom's arms. I'm really trying to hold it in while typing this. It's good to see other people post their stories, it makes me fell much better. R.I.P Patch. Best cat i could ever have.

Answer by cappuchino13
Submitted on 6/21/2006
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My baby boy Chino - 13yr old Siamese - had to be euthanized yesterday . I haven't stopped crying since. He had been sick for about a week .. not eating or using his litter box. Why didn't I take him to the vet sooner ??? Looking back on it, his behaviour changed months ago ... wouldnt play anymore .. lost his appetite, and slept alot more..... Could I have saved him ? The vet found a stomach tumour .. and lots of fluid in his tummy ... and I was to take him back yesterday for an ultrasound .. even though the vet thought 'it didnt look good --lymphoma -- he said'. Chino's health deteriorated so rapidly that night ... when I woke up, I found him in the closet .. struggling to breathe ... he seemed to be in so much pain !!! And yet he put his head on my hand ... and his tail didnt stop wagging ..... It was almost like he knew he was dying ... When I got him to the vet .. I was told that he was indeed dying ... and the tumour most likely caused liver failure, which actually changed his brilliant blue eyes to green.. I had to say goodbye to my beautiful baby boy ... and I feel so guilty now .... I couldnt even stay in the room with him while he was being euthanized ... I had already held him in my arms while he was dying .. how could I watch him die ??? But how could I let him die alone ???? Is that selfish ?? All I could do was whisper to him .. how much I loved him ... and he was going to be able to sleep soon, so soundly, and then kiss him on his tiny head before leaving him alone. I wish with all my heart that I could go back ... and stay with him .. when he needed me the most... He was the cutest, most loveable cat that anyone could ever know .... and he was my baby boy. I will miss him with all my heart ... every day .. and just hope that he forgives me for not being there at his time of need .... and maybe ... if I had seen the signs earlier .. he would still be here with me ... my baby boy.

Answer by Jason
Submitted on 6/23/2006
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My cat Kitty died back in April...it was so sudden - in 3 days he got sick, lethargic and then slowed down, laid in his bed and died. I was in shock...and really mourned his passing. We had him cremated, buried him beneath the date palm and had a little memorial service; I'm so grateful to have had such a loving pet - he really was pure love and I still feel his love today. I just wanted to say to everyone who just lost their loving pet, to just meditate on the love and your heart will begin to heal. All creatures on this earth have this love...and I believe it helps balance the earth against all the negativity that's out there. My beautiful Kitty - such a wonderful, powerful and loving cat - I miss him so much. I would love to get another but it's going to take a while before I'm ready.

Answer by Ed
Submitted on 7/31/2006
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My cat died today and I am still a mess. He was only 2 1/2 years old. Sox was a ginger tabby with white paws, neck, belly and muzzle. Last year he disappeared for nearly 6 weeks. We had given up hope, but one night he returned all skinny, dirty and weak. He was too tired to clean himself but tried to clean his sister. She did not seem to recognize his sent and hissed at him. After a few days they were best friends again. We took him to the vet and she told us that she has never seen a cat return on its own after 6 weeks, and the only ones she had heard about usually had liver problems and had to be put down. But Sox was eating so his liver was fine. He did have a bit of a limp, which we found out later was a broken hip and he underwent surgery. I moved at the begining of this month, and both cats seemed to take to the new house and yard. They would sometimes stay away for a day or so, which was not unusual. The last few days, both cats seemed to be sleeping much more and not wanting to go out much. I attributed it to the hot days, and them preferring the air conditioning. Sox was out since Saturday night. Monday morning he was back at the door. When I opened it, he did not run in. So I picked him up and when I tried to put him down I noticed that he was not using his legs. I thought that he was just tired and maybe his hip was bothering him. So I put him near the food and water. I went to work, and came back at lunchtime, to check up on him, and found him cold and stiff on the floor about 1 foot from where I left him. I wish I had taken him to the vet this morning. I have talked to a few vets, and it seems that he did not die of heat stroke, which was my main concern. They say that his gums would have turned very red if it was heat stroke. I think, he was either poisened, maybe by pestacide used on a neighbours lawn, or maybe he was hit by a car, or maybe the hip surgery caused blood clots that killed him 6 months later. I just don't know. I decided not to do a post-mortem and baried him in the back yard with fresh cut flowers on the grave. His sister and I paid our last respects, but she does not seem to be too upset. Maybe she does not understand. I cannot believe that she does not care. I cannot stop crying, and don't know how I will sleep tonight or function tomorrow. The not knowing what could have been done is killing me.

Answer by conn
Submitted on 8/12/2006
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three weeks ago I let our precious tony out to go potty at almost one am which I never do and he was cryin to go potty and I told him I would get him in a minute cause he would go right out by the house . I went and fell asleep and when I got up at four am to get ready for work I opened the glass sliding door to let my dogs out and they took off runnin we have a 1/2 acre . I did everything so backwards that morning and it is tearin me apart with guilt he was ten years old . i would always get him in first in the day so the dogs wouldnt chase him. I have a six month old dog and a six year old. anyways I made the coffee didnt check to see what they ran after then at ten after four my son came home and I had to go out to get the dogs in and then I let them back out When I went out to get them at four thirty so my husband could leave I saw my beautiful ten year old orange and white baby layin there in the shadow of the light hittin through the trees on the ground with his whole side chewed out completly . from his front arm to his back leg. It was the most horriblest sight I have ever seen in my life the most precious little guy and I feel like I killed him cause like a stupid I put him out and fell asleep when I should have stayed out with him. why why why why did I kill my baby I just cry all the time . It was so horrible for me I cant sleep I just keep seeing it and everyday after work I go out there over and over again. when I say where is Tony to my six year old she runs to the fence of the neigbors house which there is a storage container and brush. like she knows something . I really think they scared something off so we had him to cremate and to have him forever. The guilt is just tearing me up cause my pup use to chase him all the time and it scares me to think he may have done it but everyone is gettin mad at me cause they say he would of had some blood or something on him and he didnt . tony was warm but his little legs was gettin stiff and my dogs were out for that thirty minutes. please someone tell me what you think . I am cryin so hard right now reading all your stories about your precious babies. Im so sorry to all of you cause we love our babies they are our children and the hurt is so unbearable. I have lost many babies but never to something so horrible for me to see. dont get me wrong I grieve for everyone of my precious little angels. and your right we will all be together again someday. but how do we guilt over this guilt It is rippin me apart . and my family is getting real tired of me talkin about it . Im so thankful I was able to cry with all of you I wish we could just bring them back again but they really are with us comforting all of us. I love all of your babies. wish I had magical powers cause I would be here for all of you. Im one of the biggest animal lovers around just like you all. well sorry i wrote so much but I know you all understand this if onlys and the horrible guilt but our babies know we love them with all our hearts and they really are here for us to talk to . I hold the sheet my little lap top use to sit on and just sit with it . from connie ps if anyone can tell me what might of got my baby please help me to understand. I did see a huge raccoon in my neighbors yard two days later.

Answer by conn
Submitted on 8/13/2006
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three weeks ago I let our precious tony out to go potty at almost one am which I never do and he was cryin to go potty and I told him I would get him in a minute cause he would go right out by the house . I went and fell asleep and when I got up at four am to get ready for work I opened the glass sliding door to let my dogs out and they took off runnin we have a 1/2 acre . I did everything so backwards that morning and it is tearin me apart with guilt he was ten years old . i would always get him in first in the day so the dogs wouldnt chase him. I have a six month old dog and a six year old. anyways I made the coffee didnt check to see what they ran after then at ten after four my son came home and I had to go out to get the dogs in and then I let them back out When I went out to get them at four thirty so my husband could leave I saw my beautiful ten year old orange and white baby layin there in the shadow of the light hittin through the trees on the ground with his whole side chewed out completly . from his front arm to his back leg. It was the most horriblest sight I have ever seen in my life the most precious little guy and I feel like I killed him cause like a stupid I put him out and fell asleep when I should have stayed out with him. why why why why did I kill my baby I just cry all the time . It was so horrible for me I cant sleep I just keep seeing it and everyday after work I go out there over and over again. when I say where is Tony to my six year old she runs to the fence of the neigbors house which there is a storage container and brush. like she knows something . I really think they scared something off so we had him to cremate and to have him forever. The guilt is just tearing me up cause my pup use to chase him all the time and it scares me to think he may have done it but everyone is gettin mad at me cause they say he would of had some blood or something on him and he didnt . tony was warm but his little legs was gettin stiff and my dogs were out for that thirty minutes. please someone tell me what you think . I am cryin so hard right now reading all your stories about your precious babies. Im so sorry to all of you cause we love our babies they are our children and the hurt is so unbearable. I have lost many babies but never to something so horrible for me to see. dont get me wrong I grieve for everyone of my precious little angels. and your right we will all be together again someday. but how do we guilt over this guilt It is rippin me apart . and my family is getting real tired of me talkin about it . Im so thankful I was able to cry with all of you I wish we could just bring them back again but they really are with us comforting all of us. I love all of your babies. wish I had magical powers cause I would be here for all of you. Im one of the biggest animal lovers around just like you all. well sorry i wrote so much but I know you all understand this if onlys and the horrible guilt but our babies know we love them with all our hearts and they really are here for us to talk to . I hold the sheet my little lap top use to sit on and just sit with it . from connie ps if anyone can tell me what might of got my baby please help me to understand. I did see a huge raccoon in my neighbors yard two days later.

Answer by Richie
Submitted on 8/14/2006
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My 19 year old cat, Daisy died 2 days ago. I have a story of triumph from 8 months ago when I found her under the house, attacked by something (I don't know what). She had torn outer skin on her belly and was all dirty from being under the house. I am sure that she had hidden under the house thinking that she was going to die. I looked under there and found her. I crawled underneath the house and lifted her and came back out, holding her in one hand. I gave her a bath and set up a hospital bed for her in the bathroom. I treated her wound with antiseptic and vinegar. I force fed her because she wouldn't eat voluntarily. I gave her milk with an eyedropper. To my amazement, her wound was fully healed within 3 weeks and she was sleeping in my bed again! About 2 weeks ago, she started wetting herself constantly so I set the hospital bed up for her again. I filled a hot water bottle (It's winter here). Just when she seemed to be okay again, she went off her food and she started walking very weakly, going sideways and standing staring at the ground. I held on for a couple of days hoping she would improve. She waited for me to come from work on Friday night and showed me a burst of energy as she walked from her bed to come and sit on my jacket. The emotion and love in her eyes will never be forgotten. The look of love. I kept her on a cushion all night carrying her around wherever I sat and petting her. I desperately needed to repay her for the look she gave me. I had a plan to take her to the vet to have her relieved of her suffering if it didn't improve. I was so torn over doing this and cried to myself knowing that I didn't want to do it. On Saturday, I sat by her as she lay in the sun. She got up to move into the shade from the suns heat. She took 3 steps and stopped resting against a brick. I knew that she was suffering profoundly. I picked her up and sat her in my arms and looked into her eyes. She didn't seem to know what was going on. Her eyes were just staring expressionlessly. She was just about dead. I took her to the vet for the lethal injection. I couldn't watch as it happened. I took her home. The box she was in was still warm. I buried her in the box and cried the whole time. I think about her all the time and the way she looked at me. I remember all the wonderful years she lived and all the funny habits that she adopted and dropped and re-adopted. I love you Daisy.

Answer by me
Submitted on 8/29/2006
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My 12 year old cat was put to sleep today. My mom called me while I was at work and told me that he has some kind of liquid in his body that was making him have trouble breathing. My choices were to put him to sleep or to pay for a procedure that would end up just keeping him alive but still in pain and not happy anymore. I could even tell there was something wrong with him when I was saying my goodbyes he was not purring or meowing. The vet said that the problem he had was making it hard for him to breath and was in pain and I would like to think my family and I did the right thing but I feel like i abandoned him. I will never forget him and will be in my heart forever.

Answer by julia605
Submitted on 9/1/2006
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I lost my beloved cat one week ago. He was 17 years old. I was in the process of moving my things into storage and bringing him up to NYC to live with me. I knew he was skinny and weak, but he seemed to be eating okay and the day before he died he was playing with me. The next day when I was out running errands my dad called me and said "I think your cat is dying. Or he could be dead already, i'mnot sure." So I sped over to his house. He was sprawled on the basement floor breathing heavily. I scooped him up and drove as fast as I could to the vet office. They took an xray of his heart and lungs. Then they drained the fluid off of his lungs. The vet said they would keep him for a few days and put him on his heart medication so he'd be better for our move to NYC. I asked the vet "Do you think he will be okay to move to NYC?" He always loved the country, I was afraid the city life (noise and the transition) would stress him out. She said "I'm not sure, just call ahead to a vet near your apartment, so they are aware of his condition." It was a good plan and things looked positive for him. But then as I was walking out to my car a vet aid ran out and told me to come back inside. The vet said "I'm sorry. He just passed away. He made the decision for you." I bawled and bawled. She brought him out to me to say goodbye. He was so soft and beautiful. His eyes were still open. Then she wrapped him in his favorite blanket and drew a little heart where his head was. I buried him in my brother's yard next to his dog. I loved my cat so much. He was the cat I had always wanted. I found him at the pound back in 1990 and I knew immediately that he was the cat for me. For the past year he had been on medication and didn't seem very well. I didn't want him to suffer so in the car on the way to the vet I told him "If you need to go.... you can go." I still can't believe he died. I had prayed to God for years that I would never have to put him to sleep. My prayer was answered and God took him on his own accord. What is most strange is that I had been traveling for three weeks prior to him passing away. God let me be home for his death too. Which is also a blessing. I got to hold him one last time. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. I truly believe that. When I was away from him I prayed for angels to watch over him. Now I can now feel his guardian angel over me. Keep the faith.

Answer by emily
Submitted on 9/13/2006
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hi just wanted to post about my cat tessala she was my best friend she is the sweetest cat she loves everyone!! i been with her all my life and i loved her alot!!! but one day after school my mom came home and told me that Tessala couldnt breath and she had a tomber i bursted out crying till this day whenever i see a black cat or i think of her i cry.I just didnt expect it to happend to me!! I just love her to pieces and i would do anything to bring her back healthy and well! She was my best friend the house feels empty without her.I guess i have to try to finish my life without her.And when its my time i can see her i hope their is such thing as heaven i really miss her i just want to see her.Tessala was 14 years old when she died. R.I.P Tessala no cat could ever replace u i miss you tess!

Answer by toffee
Submitted on 9/17/2006
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A very malnourished cat came to our door 3 evenings ago and we took it in and decided to keep him. We fed him and he was the prettiest and most loving animal I have ever met. He was very peculiar too. He looooved water and showers. Yesterday his condition got bad, and today he was so weak that he would stumble around and lie in stupor. It wouldn't eat and we took it to the vet and then the animal shelter, and they decided that the only thing for it would be to put it to sleep. Why did such a great cat come to us and have to end up this way? We are so sad, even though he technically wasn't our cat and we only had him for 3 days, we will never, ever forget him and mourn for him.

Answer by Jackie
Submitted on 9/19/2006
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the vet called and said my cat snickers passed away today. i cannot believe it. She ate some thread and it was wrapped around her tongue and intestines. she started throwing up last week and wouldnt'tstop. I prayed and prayed for her to get better. nothing changed. 5 days later,I couldn't afford to take her to the vet but i just had too i new something was really wrong. any way they took her and told her she was dehydrated and she needed surgery. we kept calling to check up on her, they said she was very much alive and all she needed was too poop and she could go home. well the weekend passed with me happy and thanking God for her, preparing for her to come home and I got a call from the vet saying it was too much for her last night. I was so shocked I could not believe it I am still crying. Why God why? Why my snickers. I went through a divorce, losing everything, my daughter being sick my health and now this? I didn't really have a chance to say goodbye. Snickers I love you sooooo much and i miss you baby and I wish you were in my arms. I hope you didn't think I abandoned you when took you to the vet. you were the best cat int he world i love you snickers. I hope you are happy now. my heart, my kitty.

Answer by shan
Submitted on 9/19/2006
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3 weeks ago I found a little kitten sitting in the road, and I picked him up. He was so skinny and was very ill. I took him to the vet and the prognosis wasn't the greatest. However, with a lot of love and nursing, he seemed to be on the road to recovery. Well, I noticed his breathing wasn't the way it should be, and he just wasn't acting like a kitten should act. I took him back to the vet and he had water in his abdominal cavity, lungs and heart. He passed on 3 days later and I am so devasted that I can't stop crying. I loved that little kitten so much, and I only had him for 3 weeks. He gave me a lot of love too! So I guess he was meant to be in my life. I just wish it could have been longer.

Answer by Jennifer
Submitted on 9/26/2006
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To everyone who has lost their beloved pet, my thoughts are with you. I lost my kitty about a month ago. I am still crying as well. She was this beautiful 10-year-old chubby fluffy white cat with the cutest face. She was so loving and tender and so afraid of everyone except for my husband and I. She never got rid of some of her kitten habits either. At night, she would crawl in my hair and knead her paws and purrrrrr like crazy. Gosh I miss her soooo. She got cancer and we spent so much money trying to save her to no avail. At the end, she started having a really hard time breathing (the cancer spread to her lungs), so we had the vet put her down. I wanted to hold on, but my husband was so adamant that she should not suffocate or suffer. I held her paw and stroked her when the vet did those injections to put her to sleep, and then we had her cremated. For the first week or two I felt like I wanted to die so I could be with her, that probably sounds crazy. Sorry to go on...the pain is just awful...I don't think it will go away EVER. Every morning I wake up and then I remember and get so sad, but I find some comfort in reading some other people's stories, other petlovers like myself.

Answer by Matt
Submitted on 9/27/2006
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My cat Smokey of 11 plus years old recently just up and ran away and has yet to return. He was a full dusty gray cat with a tabby striped tail. (His picture in on my profile.) He was adorable. I miss him so dearly, he was my buddy. We had quite a history together, we might as well been married. I can't understand what it was that made him go away though. Was he feeling death knocking at his door? Did he get injured or trapped somewhere and can't get back? Did he get picked up by another neighbor? God only knows. Perhaps it was just his time. I don't know because he seemed fine yesterday before he disappeared. There are so many woods, he could be anywhere. Under normal circumstances, he'd stayed near the yard. The only time he strayed away was when was in heat 10 years ago. The fact he hasn't come back now isn't a good sign. I remember my grandpa telling me how his dog did the same thing once. My grandpa was mowing his lawn when his Collie walked down the driveway. My grandpa asked at the dog where he was going. The dog just look at him and then continued across the street into the woods. He was never seen again. At least my grandpa got to say goodbye. I never had the chance with Smokey. It was a busy day and I didn't get a chance to acknowledge hims as much as I usually. I guess it's just how animals go. When they feel it's time, they just know it and they know what to do. I miss him so much. I'm still crying my head off off and on. It will be very lonely here without him. He's my best friend and was always there when I had no one to turn to and was down in the dumps. He's been with me since I was 15. The latter chunk of my life has had him in the picture. It's makes me very sad. It will be very hard to forget about him and move on. Smokey, wherever you are. I miss you so much. God speed and safe journey to where ever you are headed to. I hope you find your way. Smokey: 4/16/1995 - 9/26/2006

Answer by Jo
Submitted on 10/1/2006
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Our little puss cat Jess died on my birthday 28th September, 3 days ago. We got him from a dog & cats home in Dublin a year and a half ago. He was our first cat and we adored the ground he walked on. He was the most beautiful cat in the whole world. He was a tabby with four white paws and his belly was all white. He was fluffy & affectionate. He was the first cat we ever had and we are devasated. We went out for a meal to celebrate my birthday and when we came home I let him out for a last run before bedtime. I kissed him on the head let him out and he never came home. When we went out he would always wait for us in the window, he was so loyal and playful. We went to work the next day hoping that we would turn up. I got a phone call in work for a man who asked me if I had a cat. I said I had and he said that he had found Jess lying on the grass dead in our estate. We came home from work immediately totally shocked. We found his litlle body and carried him home. We believe that during the night a car must have hit him and broken his back. We don't think he lasted very long and looked so peaceful. We talked to him and cried for him for a few hours and then we wrapped him in his favourite paw-print blanket and buried him at the end of our garden under the palm tree. We love him so much and miss him. He was like our child. But this website has helped me remarkably as often society doesn't understand the loss of a pet especially a cat and now we know that we are not alone in our grief. Goodbye Jess darling we will love you always and we know that your spirit is minding us and with us forever. Sleep in peace my fluffy friend!

Answer by Jo
Submitted on 10/1/2006
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Our little puss cat Jess died on my birthday 28th September, 3 days ago. We got him from a dog & cats home in Dublin a year and a half ago. He was our first cat and we adored the ground he walked on. He was the most beautiful cat in the whole world. He was a tabby with four white paws and his belly was all white. He was fluffy & affectionate. He was the first cat we ever had and we are devastated. We went out for a meal to celebrate my birthday and when we came home I let him out for a last run before bedtime. I kissed him on the head let him out and he never came home. When we went out he would always wait for us in the window, he was so loyal and playful. We went to work the next day hoping that he would turn up. I got a phone call in work from a man who asked me if I had a cat. I said I had and he said that he had found Jess lying on the grass dead in our estate. We came home from work immediately totally shocked. We found his little body and carried him home. We believe that during the night a car must have hit him and broken his back. We don't think he lasted very long and looked so peaceful. We talked to him and cried for him for a few hours and then we wrapped him in his favourite paw-print blanket and buried him at the end of our garden under the palm tree. We love him so much and miss him. He was like our child. But this website has helped me remarkably as often society doesn't understand the loss of a pet especially a cat and now we know that we are not alone in our grief. Goodbye Jess darling we will love you always and we know that your spirit is minding us and with us forever. Sleep in peace my fluffy friend!

Answer by steve
Submitted on 10/29/2006
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me and my partner have our own company and are gay, we cant have children but the closest we could ever get to was cats we considered them our babies they were siamese one seal point one chocolate point. born 18december 2005 we got them at 4 months both brothers we have a one bedroom apartment very spacious laminated we decided to get two, becuase we are out during the day most of the week and so they could keep eachother company. we did not have them nuted they never sprayed they were very loving especially the chocolate point his name one Armin named after his dad fav DJ. armin would force his way under the sheets a night get close to ur kneck and curl up under ur head he was very very vocal he purrerd and made strange nosises when next to u as soon as u got home he would not leave u alone that was ARMIN. family my mum came round she refferd to them as her gran children so did my partners mum. both of our parents more inclined to dogs and were shock oat our new cats, howwever months went by weekends they woudl go to our partents they were very very pampered and loved the car at weekend and rushed to their carriers when they came out. our parents who have never owned cats said we were cruel not letting them out our breeder said siamese cats are good house cats and if left outside could be stolen. this was our response to people that said u have to let them out. we live in the suburbs of cheshire england. the cats got bigger stared out of the window looking at other cats now 8 months old we gave in got a catflap withing 2 days they were in and out playing in the garden with another siamese local it was fun to watch them interact they love nightiimes that when they went out usually came in 3am very playfull ARMIN the affectionate would still cuddle up in bed with us stretch himself over our arms and sleep this was the norm he would bring back presents for us in the form of leaves worms crisp packets he was so loving. one evening i gave him water it was 12.45am midnight they both went our as by now they no longer used the litter tray they went outside so after some water and biscuits they both exited through the cat flap i looked out the window to see them trotting accross the lawns they were now 10 months old 2 montsh from there 1st birthday. 1 am the seal point is screaming downsatirs and i mean screaming and screaming me and my partner jump out of bed in horror at the sound we rush to the landing switch on the light and look downstairs to the cat flap were both cats were junkers the seal point was ontop of armin armin was panting he had come through the door collapsed and had a cereabal brain hemerige he started to go blue on his lips and his heart was slowing right down we at this stage were crying calling his name armin armin wake up armin come on baby' we got him on the bed opened his mouth there was blood in his throat but still we gave him mouth to mouth he let one last cry he looked at us then went into spasms NO BLOOD NO BRUISES NO NO CUTS NO LOST HAIR there was a smell of methane gas he kept breaking wind JUST cute little armin but he did have a bushy tail so something happened out there but we havent a clue, we both cried and cried and cried until 6 am wrapped him in his bedding and placed him in the bath. next day straight to the vets the vets said he had sustained sever head injuries not visible on the outside. when the vet unrapped him he had blood all down his chest from his mouth this was not there last night when he died the vet said he had heavy internal bleeding and only when he was put to rest did all this blood then come out of his stomach and chest. the vet said he was clearly involved in high imapact with a car bumper he pointed to his claws they were split he said its an involenary reflex from being his when stood up the claws snapp and the tendans force them to gripp he said the cat had been hit but got home its called delayed shock he was hit but the adrenaline gave him just enough strengh to crawl home and jump through the cat flap where he collapsed on the door matt inside he said cats always get home or die making there way home when they have been fataly wounded they want to get back to where they know they are safe (HOME. that was the concusion at the vets we got home and we have hardly stopped crying and looking at photos. junkers the other cat misses him deeply he cries when what we called theie mad hour time comes. where they used to chase eachother around in the early hours of the morning. any way we have our company we cant be here with junkers during the day so hes gunna be on his own, then we got an idea looking at other sites on the net of other siamese cats it came to me GET ANOTHER SIAMESE FOR our current cat big risk he could reject it so got a siamese blue point 10 weeks old hes cute and loving just like armin was but much much much more vocal and puuuurs even louder very demanding junkers our 10 month old has took to him like water licking him washing the new baby he knows hes a baby and is so carefull with him WE ARE SO HAPPY 4 days ago now armin died we cant replace him but his spirit lives in this place with us and now Junkers has got a new brother again who he clearly cares for lol junkers is ten months older and looks like agiant to the new arrial we have called bhuran again after the dj armin van bhuran a german trance DJ welll known therough out the world. we still think of our baby its been 4 days a lots happened but had we got the new arrival last any later and junkers may have classed this as his home only and rejected the new one that we got to keep him company I CAN TELL U ALL SINCE our baby died the cat flap has been LOCKED it will be getting filled in never to open again. never ever shall we let a cat flap bring this on us. the breeder said no cat flap but we didnt listen and it cost us dearly the new cat will never no outside WHAT U DONT KNoW U DONT MISS as for junkers hes being castrated and he will never be allowed out again cruel? hes still young ten months old he'll get over it and besides, he now got a new brother. thanks for reading. if u have a road where a car passes every three min on average DONT PLEASE DONT PUT ON A CAT FLAP u can replace the hole in the door u cant replace ur cat. ours had 20 years ahead of him but he only lived ten months i dont want that to happen to any one who has read this thanks for reading steve and dan both 28 year old company directors stockport cheshire uk

Answer by Words of wisdom...
Submitted on 11/1/2006
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My beautiful cat Moginse died 26th October 2005.I truly loved her,and i miss her every day.It hurts so badly,and time doesn't take away the pain...but in time you will b able to move on.It may sound harsh to think you'll move on when you've lost someone so close to you,but as long as you know you'll always love them,they will always be with you.I read the post about 'rainbow bridge',when i read it my eyes just welled up.It gave me such a sense of comfort that i knew my beautiful Moggy is happy,and call me crazy but i believe she is looking down on me and counting every minute until we're together again...i know i am.Moginse:You we're and will always be such a big part of me...i'll love u forever and always.Until we meet again...

Answer by ColbysMom
Submitted on 11/5/2006
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Today is November 5, 2006. I came home from work today and noticed Colby didn't greet me at the door. I adopted him October 28th. Just over a week ago. When I went to look for him, I found him half hiding under the bed. I picked him up and he was so light, and just wilting in my arms. I wrapped him in a towel and held him, while I called the animal emergency vet. I got in the car to take him there and while holding him... he coughed and took his last breath. I am very saddened even though I had only had him a week. What I need help with is this. I have a cat that is 18 months old and she was just getting used to Colby and starting to let him get close to her. She saw me leave the house with him wrapped in a towel. She saw me come in without him and as been crying and searching for him for over an hour. I don't know what to do. I brought out toys that I had bought her for Christmas and she wont play with them. She just keeps walking around crying and looking for him. Do cats get that attached to another cat so quickly? In a week? She goes from hissing at him and scaring him to crying for him and looking for him. Is there something that I can do for her? Please advise.

Answer by Helena
Submitted on 12/1/2006
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My cat sadly died today. I came home from school as usual, a bit wet from the rain when my mum suddenly said she needed to tell me something important. I thought it was small so when she told me, I was so shocked that at first I thought she was lying. Then reality hit me and I cried the hardest I've ever cried in my entire life...My mum was washing her in the bath and because she is paralysed, she slipped underneath the water and drowned. I miss her so much and don't know what to do! What really upsets me is the fact that I had an amazing time at school today whilst my cat was dead ! We are now unsure what to do with the body...I know that she is waiting for me when I die - I just know it ! Love you Lucy !! RIP !

Answer by amanda__b
Submitted on 1/4/2007
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My cat Dinah died today. And i feel so guilty because if we could have afforded the surgery, she might have made it. She was attacked by our dog, and we were given antibiotics, but she refused to take them (they were strawberry flavored. Who gives cats strawberry medicine??) And then her puncture wounds started opening, and the skin started pulling away. We waited for a couple days for her to get better, but it got worse and worse. I took her to the vet all by myself today. The doctor said she could have surgery, but all of her bills amounted to about $3000, which we just didn't have. So I told my mother i would do it, and petted her until the vet helped her on her way. She was completely oblivious, and nothing I could say could make her understand that she was leaving. I tried to tell her, and I think she got it in the end, and went away purring, which is the only way I would let her go. It was the first time I had heard her purr in the weeks following her attack. But I wouldn't leave her alone with the doctor for all the world. She didn't die wondering where we were. She died being loved on and happy, oblivious or resigned to her tender ending. I know we all feel so silly crying for a cat, especially when society tells us it is so, but you are not alone if you feel completely despondent. Please don't be ashamed of your tears.

Answer by Herbert Munguia
Submitted on 1/22/2007
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I don't have any answer for my pain i just lost my baby kitty "Monito" yesterday i put him to sleep, he born on October 15 2006, his mom and his dad are brothers and he was the only kitty then born, we assisted his mom to he born i remenber that sunday at 4:15 am he was so cute his mom is black his dad is yellow/orange, we take care him and everyway, my mini-Dachshund loved him and his mom and dad too, oh my god i never saw to much love, any way a week ago he start to be sad next day tuesday 01/16/07 i took him to the emergency room and the said then he was dehidrated and they put on him fluid , well after that he comeback alive but not full, he was eating but small portions and drink water, friday 01/19/07 i saw him still not recovering yet, i make appointment to the vet clinic, for saaturday, i whent to the clinic they did all kind the test and all turn Negatives eccept the blood his liver and kidney wasn't working and they said they was born problem and they can try , but he still going to die, well i talk with the doctor and we deside the better decition will be put him sleep, that breack my heart how i a baby kitty has that problem i comeback home i cry and cry becouse i really love my kitty, and i will miss my baby, i pray for him and i said to him sorry becouse was out of my hand to save him, for one time in my life i wish i have the power to hill him and save it, but always he will be alive in my heart and always will have a warm spot in my heart for him, and i hope the day i die to see him one more time, sorry Monito, always i will love you. thank you for read my sad story. if somebody want to say hi thi is my email herimun@yahoo.com Sunday, 21 of January 2007. Herbert.

Answer by shan
Submitted on 1/23/2007
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My five year old male cat mona died incidently on 20 th jan,2007.He was living with my relatives from nearly two years and collapsed there only.Actually from my old house he ran to my relatives house for getting a female cat which was the pet of my relative and thereafter he didn't came back to my house.After that we moved in our new house.We used to give mona his favourite foods whenever we visited our relatives. Suddenly he developed a massive wound full of pus.Must be badly bitten by a dog or a male cat.Mona can't recover from the wound.He was given antibiotics syrup and topicure spray on wound but he breathed his last.He was in great pain.God forgive me for that.May be I could not save his life.I keep crying and crying for MONA.But mona will not return.His memories will stay in my heart forever.God forgive me.Mona forgive me.You were my small brother not a pet.I lost my young brother in you.I sob and sob.My sorrow is deep.Mona died in pain.

Answer by serena
Submitted on 1/30/2007
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My poor baby patch, I miss her so much. She had lukimia or something in her blood stream. First of all they said they would put her on a drip and she should be fine to come back home, then later on i got a phone call saying they should put her down. I cried my heart out and i still do now, I have to look after her sister suzi, But i can never love her as much as i loved patch as we had a bond that i could never have with any other, She talked to me and when i was down she nudged me and lied by me till i was fine. I thought she was going to get through this, i keep thinking i can see her, ive been crying for 2 days straight now. Im so glad im not the only 1 going through this and i hope that when i die and i see her that she remembers me and i remember her, i will hug her and never let her go, i just hope she feels the same amount of love for me as she used to. R.I.P Patch, I miss you so much and i will look after your sister the best i can, your still my best friend and always will be, you'll never be forgotten [crys]

Answer by Samantha
Submitted on 2/2/2007
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My kitty just died yesturday, she got hit by a car, I lover her soooooooo much,she was even nicer than my other cat. I was on my way to school one day and i saw my kitty Stripes laying in the middle of the road dead in a huge puddle od blood. It is sooo sad. I miss her soo much, and i always will. She was a stray for a while, but my mom and dad let me keep her finally, i was soo happy, even though i had to keep her as an outdoor kitty. And then like a week later she got hit by that dumb evil car. I wish i could have saved her somehow or something i cant get over that my cute little Stripes is gone now, even if she is in a better place, she was old , probly older than me.I don't know, but what i do know is that she was here before my mom and dad and sister moved here which was before i was born. Well I hope you feel better about your kitty. And remember that they will always love you as much as you love them.

Answer by Samantha
Submitted on 2/2/2007
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My kitty just died yesturday, she got hit by a car, I lover her soooooooo much,she was even nicer than my other cat. I was on my way to school one day and i saw my kitty Stripes laying in the middle of the road dead in a huge puddle od blood. It is sooo sad. I miss her soo much, and i always will. She was a stray for a while, but my mom and dad let me keep her finally, i was soo happy, even though i had to keep her as an outdoor kitty. And then like a week later she got hit by that dumb evil car. I wish i could have saved her somehow or something i cant get over that my cute little Stripes is gone now, even if she is in a better place, she was old , probly older than me.I don't know, but what i do know is that she was here before my mom and dad and sister moved here which was before i was born. Well I hope you feel better about your kitty. And remember that they will always love you as much as you love them.

Answer by Amelia
Submitted on 2/14/2007
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I had a cat of whom i loved dearly. His name was Tango (not because he's orange but he was part of a pair, after the hit film "Tango and Cash".)He had died 4 months ago, and i loved him so much. I can't say to anyone on this page "i know how you feel" because no one can, we all experience the loss of a pet differently. Although this might sound horrible, but it didn't help me when my friends said 'i know how you feel', i found it quite belittling. i just asked myself "well i don't see tears running down YOUR face". I was ill the day i lost my cat, and was at home. A pregnant lady came to my door in floods of tears saying she'd hit a black cat. My heart stopped, but i knew my cat wasn't black. He was a brownish tabby. But it was him, and he was in agony, on the road embankment. He screamed, which was odd because i never heard him do that before. He had blood on his face and tongue, and i immediately knew. I took him to the vets wrapped up in my mums best goldish towel! I spent my last few minutes with him. i couldn't take it in the vets little room, and sat outside on a bench, my heart was going mental. The vet came outside and gave me the bad news. i still felt the same. People say that they want to spend the last minutes with their cat, but ... its hard to explain. i'djust rather have seen him resting on the roadside, ignorant to the pain he endured. He was from the RSPCA, along with a brother, Cash, but Cash died on the road too. Tango became depressed after loosing his brother, i feel so guilty... They were both abused by previous owners, but they still died far too young, on the road I live on. but as Shakespeare said "'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." If you got this far thank you for listening, it has been weighing on my mind, i'vebeen a little depressed recently x

Answer by anya
Submitted on 2/25/2007
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I feel as though my best friend died today. My poor little kitty. She was just over a year old. A beautiful blue cream siemese. She didnt seem to be herself for a couple of days.. I thought maybe she just had a cold. Today she took a turn for the worst. It is sunday and no vet hospital was open.. so we had to call the emergency line. Her doctor was so kind and agreed to see her right away. Unfornatley, she died in my arms, in the car ..just 60secs away from the hospital. After an examination, the doctor had said she was anemic and couldn't produce enough red blood cells to keep her body going. I remember holding her and trying to comforting her, telling her she would be okay. Then she made one last cry and died in my arms. I was shocked. I loved her dearly. After reading other experiences on this webpage, I can relate to others and feel their pain. I pray for such a place as rainbow bridge. God is good. God is love. And he loves all things.. including our animals.. I pray that Tia is at peace and not alone. I believe there is a reason for everything and I hope I will see her and hold her again someday. RIP. I love you Tia! 2006-2007

Answer by RobVic1
Submitted on 3/6/2007
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Hello, I too have a sad story for all who have lost a 4-legged loved one. My 15 1/2 year old "Buddy" was such a great cat. He had dark grey fur and yellow eyes that had a sparkle. He had a stumpy tail that he had from birth. He was part Manx so he was a little jacked up in the back. He could climb with the best of em'. He was ever so smart also. He could open doors if they weren't latched closed. He would wake me almost every morning by laying on my chest and having his face just an inch from mine. I remember the first time he did that, I woke to purring and opened my eyes and almost screamed.....it freaked me out! But I grew to love that about him. He had so many things about him that were his own. Yesterday he woke me up and coaxed me out of bed and I got up to go feed him and our other cat "Tommy" and when I got to the end of my bed "Buddy" arched his back and fell onto his side and gasped with his mouth open and I got down on all fours with him and tried mouth to mouth and massaged his heart but he was gone in a matter of seconds....I was in shock for 20 minutes or so....What the hell happened to him? There were NO signs of anything wrong with him. I have had cats all my life and never had this kind of thing happen. I am so heart-broken. I saw the life go out of his eyes, I will never forget him. My wife and I picked him out of 5 others in a litter, He was the only one not paired up with another, Also he was the runt and the only one that did not have a tail. Boy was he full of fire as a kitten. I am a photographer so I have tons of pictures of him and will put together a book for my wife some day soon........I don't cry much, But once I put his limp body in a sack to go bury him out back I cryed uncontrolably. I miss him so much. He was abig part of my life and I look forward to seeing him when I die! GODSPEED BUDDY-we miss you

Answer by Alysia
Submitted on 4/6/2007
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I never loved cats but after seeing one coming to my house asking for food i started to get a liking to him dunno how but it was just like that n moreover he was a beautiful cat.But for the past 5 days he has not been eating well. yesterday i had to bring him to the vet as he was really looking sick and he was crying. every time i left him he started to cry. The vet made 2 injections with him and told me he was in coma but when i return home i couldn't see any improvement in him. he was in fact worst. i was asking god that cats are only animals why do u have to make them suffer as they don't do mistakes like we humans do, so if u want to take him do it but please don't let him suffer. i really dunno what happened but after 10 minutes i heard my cat crying loudly i went downstairs to c him and i saw his blanket aside. he was having a seizure and i couldn't do anything for him it was so horrible. i just watch him die and since then i kept crying over and over. i just can't help it.

Answer by Carl
Submitted on 5/14/2007
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My cat, Polly died in the morning. She was alright the previous day and was eating and drinking fine. The following morning we found lying in the kitchen breathing and her paws moving at about 7am in the morning. I had a sickness bug and kept throwing up and didn't go to school. We put her in her basket by the fire. She lay there still alive awake, breathing and moving for about 2 house while we tried to contact the vet. My other cat, Jimmy, was walking around meowing and kept standing by Polly, even though they didn't get on that well. A bit latter she tried to get up and meowed started moving all paws for about a minute, then went back to normal for an hour before she died, she just stopped breathing and lay there with her eyes wide open. I just wonder was she suffering or would the vet be able to save her if they had bothered to get us an appointment instead of just giving us even more numbers which we phoned and they just gave us numbers. However I am not that sad as the previous cat how got put to sleep as she died at home with company.

Answer by jade
Submitted on 5/14/2007
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my cat is very sick. hes the best thing thats ever happend to me, hes so sweet he doesnt have a mean bone in his entire body. its a deffinit that he is going to die, today i was sitting in my living room and from my room i heard him cry.i know most of his meows but this one was a deffinit loudness over my television set and it went straight to my heart. he came out to the living room a few minutes later and i could tell just looking at him how sick he was. and i try and convince myself that hes not in pain, but he is. i want him to stay with me but i told him its okay if he goes. i just really hope that ill see him when i go to. its a very long time before i go though. i have so many memories. i used to call him fat cat, fatty fatty. but now hes not hes so far from fat. you can see his bones. and he barely opens his eyes up. when i pet him just for a second hell start purring. he waits for me everyday when i get home at the door.its going to be so weird coming home and him not being at the door. not sleeping with me at night time.i came home one day from school crying, and he ran right over to me and tried to make me happy. cats know when your upset. but know im balling my eyes out, way harder then i did that day, and hes just laying there. but its okay, i love him. and when hes gone and i cry im going to know that he is telling me not to cry and think of happy things and how happy ill be when i see him again.my house is forever going to feel empty. and he will never ever be replaced. if anyone wants to talk to me, either to make me feel better or wants to just talk to me because they are going threw the same thing please message me. my email : lil_cutiepie90@yahoo.com my myspace : www.myspace.com/holdthememories this is for all the pets out there, cats dogs, birds, ferrets everyone. please know that you were loved. you will never be forgotton. and that you made the biggest impact on so many peoples lives. <3

Answer by pamelarainsong
Submitted on 5/25/2007
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That was a great question. Very Sad. I think she died like you said, having a seizure and in distress. My little girl ferret Mina died yesterday.... 05/24/07 She had been very ill and had a very traumatic time at the vet, trying to make her feel better and find out what exactly was wrong from her. She suddenly became very ill, and thankfully she did not linger. She died two hours after bringing her home from the vet. I had to leave a go get my daughter from work and go to the store. She was resting when I left. When I came home she was on her back slightly gasping with her mouth open. Like she was waiting for us to return before letting go. Her mouth was open and her eyes were wide open and bright green. I tried massaging her heart area and blowing into her mouth. After doing this, her eyes went back being black and there was light in them, as if she were alive looking at me. She then closed her mouth and I was able to close her eyes.

Answer by Kathleen
Submitted on 5/29/2007
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My little angel Nola died this morning at 5:45 am. I am so heartbroken. I was so in love with this little cat. She was 13ish and died of unknown causes. She stopped eating 2 months ago. I took her to the vet twice and she started doing really well. Eating and playing with her 2 dog brothers. I put her on my bed last night and she went right to sleep. Strangely, I woke up at 4:30am this morning and saw she was just stareing and shallow breathing. I knew I had to have her put down today. I put my hand on her to tell her it was ok for her to pass. She did. She took a deep breath, stretched, spasmed and died. I don't think I have ever been so heartbroken. Thank you everyone for posting your beautiful stories of your little angels.

Answer by Byron
Submitted on 5/30/2007
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Today when i got home i found my cat on the road, dead. Caesar had been hit by a car. I hate the fact that no one stopped to help him. Why are people so inconsiderate? We got Caesar from the RSPCA a year and a half ago after my beautiful Christmas died. A scared, anxious 7 year-old black and white male, he sprayed around the house on occasion... but over time he became the most affectionate lovable cat. He became happy and healthy and thats how i will forever remember him. Christmas was the cat we had before Caesar and Lucy (we also got her from the RSPCA). I had Christmas for 16 years. I will never forget her either. I wish i could have known she had renal failure but i didn't. I wish today i had been home earlier so Caesar wouldn't have been on the road. I wish i could do a lot of things over again but i cant. I'm sorry to you Christmas and Caesar, I love you both and will never ever forget you. I have become a better person for having them both. Please do whatever you can to help improve the lives of stray, abandoned or surrendered animals and urge everyone you know to help ANY sick or injured animal. I cant understand the person who hit my Caesar and left him there to die.

Answer by philip
Submitted on 6/1/2007
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My cat cookie was just put down today, i found this site because i thought she was going to pass last night. for the past month shes been in declining health they did all the tests and couldn't find anything wrong, and surgery would only worsen things so we took her back home and she started eating just her treats and drinking then about a week ago she stopped eating and drinking so i started using a medicine dropper to feed her and give her water but i knew it wasn't enough. so last night she choked on the food i tried to give her and she was really choking bad twitching and her head cocked back so i gave her a Heimlich like manuver and breathed into her and stuck my finger down her throat she breathed heavy for a while and made it through the night this morning she was better so i went to give her some water today and she choked again i rushed her to the vet and we decided to put her down. it was what was best for her the last 24 hours she could barely make it 3 feet with out falling over over the past week no more that 7 its just really sad and it hurts but i know it was best for her she had an below average temperature and was just miserable. i love my cat cookie and i know shes in a better place. (i realize there may be tmi but i need to get it out if you don't like it then please don't read it.)

Answer by LeeLou
Submitted on 6/3/2007
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My cat died while I was away on vacation and I am just devastated. His name was Poppie Lewis. I called him Pop pop, poposito, papa and papa zee. He answered to all, he even came when I whistled.Poppie was a orange tabby with beautiful almond shaped eyes. He had a healthy coat. He was an older cat around 13 but he was strong when I left and I thought I had thought of everything for his care. My sister and I live together and she was going to take care of him while I was away. I even made some of his pet food since the pet food scare. I made even food for while I would be gone even though he still like to eat Fancy Feast Salmon. I can't begin to tell everyone how loving and faithful he was, you all know who have had cats. I loved him through so many many years and he loved me back. We had our ups and downs but I knew we would be together until once of us left. I would never have given him away like some people do when their cats get older and have problems. I loved the answer by Pantsmom about a place called Rainbow Ridge. I love that thought, it gives me great comfort that my cat is somewhere better, whole, happy and healthy. My mom told me while I was away, but I felt in my heart something was wrong and all I could deal is deal with the truth. All I Can do to get through this time is give my grief to God and ask him to heal my heart. I slept with his pictures on my bed once I got home. I have written about him in my journal and I will continue to write about him until whenever. I will take one of my favorite photos of him and have it blown up and framed. He was a good part of my life - 13 years is along time to love and care for anyone. I do blame myself for not doing something different or better, but I know sooner or later I must also forgive myself as part of the healing process. My house even though there are 2 small children in it, is quiet without the presence of my poppie. My cat probably like yours had his presence firmly cemented in my home; he knew every nook and cranny. He caught a mice or 2 in his life. His little spirit was part of our family. People who knew me and loved me knew about my cat. My beloved baby. May God Bless you through you pain and thank you for reading my story.

Answer by LeeLou
Submitted on 6/3/2007
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My cat died while I was away on vacation and I am just devastated. His name was Poppie Lewis, we called him Pop pop, poposito, papa and papa zee. He answered to all. He was an older cat around 13 but he was strong when I left and I thought I had thought of everything for his care. My sister and I live together and she was going to take care of him while I was away. I even made some of his pet food since the pet food scare. I made even food for while I would be gone even though he still like to eat Fancy Feast Salmon. I can't begin to tell everyone how loving and faitful he was, you all know who have had cats. I loved him through so many many years and he loved me back. We had our ups and downs but I knew we would be together until once of us left. I would never have given him away like some people do when their cats get older and have problems. I loved the answer by Pantsmom about a place called Rainbow Ridge. I love that thought, it gives me great comfort that my cat is somewhere better, whole, happy and healthy. My mom told me while I was away, but I felt in my heart something was wrong and all I could deal is deal with the truth. All I Can do to get through this time is give my grief to God and ask him to heal my heart. I slept with his pictures on my bed once I got home. I have written about him in my journal and I will continue to write about him until whenever. I will take one of my favorite photos of him and have it blown up and framed. He was a good part of my life - 13 years is along time to love and care for anyone. I do blame myself for not doing something different or better, but I know sooner or later I must also forgive myself as part of the healing process. My house even though there are 2 small children in it, is quiet without the presence of my Poppie. My cat probably like yours had his presence firmly cemented in my home; he knew every nook and cranny. He caught a mice or 2 in his life. His little spirit was part of our family. People who knew me and loved me knew about my cat. My beloved baby. May God Bless you through you pain and thank you for reading my story. Poppie would've been 14 years old this year. Poppie Lewis 8/05/93-5/31/07 loved by his mommy, auntie Dina, Uncle Gene, Allie, Alex,Nana and many others. I will love you forever Poppie,my poppie.

Answer by catlovertabluck
Submitted on 6/23/2007
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My cats died...I have no clue when though because I was in Maine......The renter down stairs said he heard something being chased by something HUGE at 12:00 am on tuesday...when I came home something was not right. My cats who were the love of my life and also the biggest cats I have ever seen were not there to meet me on the front step. I knew right from the start something was wrong because (this may sound silly) i had a dream the night before when I was in Maine my cats had past away. My mom and I looked EVERYWHERE!!! but its pretty hard to cover your backyard when there is 200 acres of wetland with forests behind it and a pond in front of it. I don't live in the wilderness, no I live in the suburbs. Then we asked our neighbors if they had seen them, but the answer was not good. One of our close neighbor's cat went missing at the same time as ours. So,if there really is something out there that can eat THREE cats whole and only leave a ...poor little paw...ugh i cant stop crying.....then my town is in great danger and the police won't do a thing about it..... I know how much pain everyone is in, but just remember we CAN get through this we WILL get through this.... good luck everyone

Answer by menush
Submitted on 6/26/2007
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i just found out that my cat got hit by a car and he died (someone ran over him and left him on the street and a friend of my husband found him and put him in a plastic bag and he just told me). he was about two and half years old, we use to be very close, i use to take him to parks , beaches, long drives,almost every ware but after i had my baby i just got so busy with my son and than i got pregnant again so it was impossible to spend any time with him. these last few months i wasn't very nice to him and now he is dead, and i cant stop crying because he had a such a short life and i was very mean to him i know i cant justify my actions, and i can only hope that he forgave me and he is happy wherever he is.i love you menush and i am sorry.

Answer by kept human
Submitted on 7/18/2007
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His Lordship O'Mally left us today. A regal cat with wisdom and grace. He had a sordid past but did something right; 'cause when he came to us... the loving began. There were combings, head scratches, rubs, petting, wet food, dry food, raw food, cat toys, catnip, cat friends and many a cat-astrophe!! If he wanted attention now, he would head butt you. If you refused - he would turn and walk away as if to say "You petty human, you can be replaced" (and too often were). He got in good with the old folks - they usually didn't finish their plates on their own. He didn't like kids much - found them too self involved. Cancer got him. A month ago he was on the counter looking for cheese. Today he's barely moving - dazed and largely unresponsive. He'd been losing weight and we were doing the tests and diet change etc, he got better for a few days... He was 15 or 16 - he adopted us at 2ish, and lived like a sated beast in a fine home. There was love and attention and not too many embarrassing moments (stop vacuming your pets people) I'll miss most how he got along with his favorite human - my ex. When the two of them got going there was non stop rubbing and purring. It was embarrassing (get a room!) The thing is, you could honestly see how happy they both were. He left many fans and friends behind and although my heart is torn - it's not broken. His lordship O'Mally saw to that himself. He packed it with love - to withstand the jolt.

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Question by fa
Submitted on 9/18/2003
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my cat died recently and i was with her then. What i want to know is how do animals die? My cat let out a deep cry, collapsed on her side and had what seemed like a seizure for about 5 minutes before passing. Is this how most animals spend their last moments?

Answer by Hayley
Submitted on 10/22/2003
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Fa i don't think thats the way most animals die cos i had i cat and she was only 6 months old and she broke her nail so we took her to the vet and she stayed there for the day and at 11am they gave a antesiptick that was to strong and they said that she just calapsed and die 5 minutes later and if u know how i feel i haven't stoped crying since.

Answer by mrdee
Submitted on 11/17/2003
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My cat died today:-( Shes been pretty ill for a while.. Today she just lay on her side...my mom came in and gave her some water...then she vomited so my mom took her into her lap. Then she called me...saying she was about to die. I held her paws and she was gripping my hand....and then her eyes stayed open....and she loosened her grip a bit and was gone...Im still crying as I write this...i miss her so much...we had her 15 years...wish i could find someone to talk to..but here i am looking for websites to read about other people losing their pets...

Answer by big head..rip...nov.29.03
Submitted on 11/29/2003
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MY QUESTION IS TO GOD...WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE MY CAT? HE NEVER DID ANYTHING WRONG...IVE BEEN CRYING FOR DAYS CAUSE MY ACT BUG HEAD...GOT RAN OVER BY A CAR..I MISS HIM SO MUCH..IM CRYING AS I WROTE THIS QUESTION

Answer by winky
Submitted on 12/10/2003
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My cat was put to sleep by the vet yesterday as he suffered from FIP (a fatal disease). He was still feeling happy before the vet gave him the injection. I didn't ask 'why him, or why me?' becoz it's his fate and what we can do is to say goodbye and farewell and wish him luck in his 'future adventure'

Answer by lina
Submitted on 12/12/2003
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sadly my cat realy did die i missed him and now i still do!(sobs)

Answer by Depressed : (
Submitted on 12/27/2003
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3 monthes ago, my sweetheart cat ran away. Still can't find a body, but then again, i live where theres lots of woods... I'm sooo depressed. i miss her dearly.....

Answer by heartbroken
Submitted on 1/3/2004
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Yesterday, my cat Cloe was hit by a car. What happend was: we went out to eat and when we opend the door Cloe ran out she loved it outside so we left her out to play and when we got back she was laying in the street. I hope she felt no pain, and i hope cats go to Heaven.

Answer by nothing
Submitted on 1/12/2004
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GOD MADE THESE CREATURES THE SAME AS US, HE LOVED THEM , HE GAVE THEM FAITH , LOVE AND PEACE WITH US.REMEMBER THAT YOU WILL EVENTUALLY MEET THEM , HUG THEM AND PLAY WITH THEM AGAIN AND FEEL THE LOVE YOU DID WHEN YOUR CAT SNUGGLED IN YOUR LAP OR PASHED ON THE DOOR AT 5 IN THE MORNING FOR THEIR THREE COURSE MEAL. YOU WILL FEEL THE LOVE YOU FELT THEN IN A WHILE SO JUST WAIT AND REMEMBER THEY ARE BEING LOOKED AFTER BY GOD SO DON'T WORRY THEY ARE SO HAPPY AS THE DAY THEY MET YOU. GOD LOVES ALL CREATURES BIG AND SMALL. LOVE GOES TO ALL YOUR PUDDYS AND LOST PETS AND TO THE PET LOVERS.

Answer by Stef
Submitted on 1/13/2004
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My kitty died yesterday, suddenly. I'm in the process of moving, and I left him by himself in the semi-empty old apartment for just one night so I could get better settled in the new one. When I went to get him yesterday night, I found him on the carpet. It's sort of hard to understand...he wasn't that old (maybe eight) or sick at all. He had food and water. It wasn't cold in the house. I think it may be because of my move somehow....maybe I stirred up something or uncovered something harmful to him. Poor kitty. I'm really sad, but he had a good life.....I'll miss you, Ramses.

Answer by shhy_blondie
Submitted on 1/22/2004
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My cat too just died. I'm crying hard. But I believe that in heaven every animal we have ever loved is there, waiting for us. For me, that hhas to be enough. R.I.P Booker, my little one.

Answer by Yolie
Submitted on 2/3/2004
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My cat Little Bit died yesterday. She swallowed a string/thread last week. I took her to the vet Thursday and the vet found it around her tongue. They operated Friday and I expected her to get well because she was only 1 1/2 years old. I cried and am still crying. And I wish I had been there when she died. And I hope there is a "Rainbow Bridge." And I keep wondering what if I had done something different. I think I'll always be asking myself that. I miss her.

Answer by Jen
Submitted on 2/7/2004
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My cat named Waffles had to get put to sleep yesterday! I'm sooooo sad! I loved her soooo much! I try to stop thinking a bout her so I can stop crying but it's soooo hard! I miss her a lot! I really do hope their is such a thing as the Rainbow Bridge cause when I'm gone I know she'll be waiting for me! Bye Waffles, I love you and I never want you to forget that! P.S. If you had a cat that died and you think it's silly to cry and cry about it, it's not silly to cry about it! Don't forget that!

Answer by Debbie
Submitted on 2/10/2004
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My cat, Bolay died today. She was fifteen years old and full of spit and vinegar every day except for the last few days. Took her to the vet on 2-6-04 for a rash, and she was so traumatized from the visit she just didn't bounce back to her old self. After not eating and drinking I took her back to the vet this morning. Bolay had a seizure, then her heart stopped and they were unable to revive her. I said good-bye to her and wished her a safe journey and that I would be with her always. I loved her so much, it breaks my heart to not hold her anymore.

Answer by Will
Submitted on 3/1/2004
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I had the sweetest little cat named George. He was a stray that I took in, an orange poofball who was very friendly. He came running, and always did, like a little puppy. I had him only for 5 months but all my neighbors adored him. Last night he got hit by a car. My girlfriend got up to go to work and came in hysterical, to tell me that he was dead on the road. He wasn't the smartest cat, but was so nice. He even jumped in my car to go to the grocery with me. I will miss him very much.

Answer by Simon's Mom
Submitted on 3/8/2004
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My cat Simon died this morning. I needed comfort and found this website. My heart goes out to each of you who are going through this. It is so painful. My cat was almost 21 years old. He had a great life. In the last two years, he would get ill, then get better. But this last few weeks I knew this was it. He had kidney disease. I prayed that he would die peacefully in his sleep. And he did. I layed next to him so he wouldn't go alone. My heart is broken and I can't stop crying. I know he is with his friends in God's green heaven. My prayers go out to all of you suffering the loss of you loved cat young and old.

Answer by Nicole
Submitted on 3/20/2004
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My Cat sammy just died today i still can't beleive it he was my baby i loved him soo much. We brought him to the doctors gave him antesiptick but he never woke up.. i wasn't expecting this im soo shocked when i walk around my house i expect to see him walking around the corner but he's not.. i will never forget hoe every night he would come up and sleep right up close to me i will never forget him i love you sammy soo much.

Answer by jacob
Submitted on 3/26/2004
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i had 2 cats and 1 was pregnant and had 5 kittens. So the little runt wasn't developed yet and it died.boo hoo.

Answer by Flemming
Submitted on 4/3/2004
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Misse Pigen, k�rlighedens rejsende Mis (The traveling cat of love), was born on the first monday of May 1990, she was a very special cat, and kept me company for more than 13 years. On monday the 8th of September she had to be put to sleep, a cancer had been eating away at her left jar, and there was nothing that we could do to save her. Even if it's nearly 7 months ago my special cat dies, I still miss her like crazy, and hope to meet her again one day. R.I.P Misse Pigen, and thank you for some great years...

Answer by Christina - Greece
Submitted on 4/16/2004
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My beloved cat Rambo,was put to sleep on Valentines day... He was a 14 year old persian cat... Hit by cancer, he died within 25 days. I keep crying each time I remember of him...I feel jealous of other people who own cats at the age of my Rambo... I keep asking why MY CAT??? He did nothing wrong... and I feel guilty for not being able to help him... I keep crying while I am wrtiting this... I don't want him to feel abandoned... I keep seeing him in my dreams at night and feel that he is there with me... This is dedicated to you, to my best friend ever had, I will ALWAYS keep a special place in my heart for you. I feel special for having you in my life...

Answer by Chrissy
Submitted on 4/21/2004
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Just wanted to post my cat died on Sun 18/4/04 aged 21 Mrs Smudgee, a quick death she had been battling kidney failure. I noticed she had stopped eating and was drinking alot of water. The shock of this has destroyed me and I miss her so much. She had a good life and there was nothing more I could have done.

Answer by ashley
Submitted on 4/22/2004
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my cat died April 20th 2004 she was the best cat! I miss her so much and i really wish she would just pop up and be magically alive i know that won't happen..well the day after she died i had to go to school and couldn't stop crying everything reminded me of her and how nothing could bring her back now...all my friends have been very supportive they tell me that she is in a better place waiting 4 me till the day i die!

Answer by Majicou
Submitted on 4/28/2004
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I discovered yesterday when I arrived home from work, that my smallest cat, Lumpy had been killed during the night before. I am devastated and even though I'm a guy of nearly 40, I can't stop the tears from coming. I know i was powerless to do anything to prevent what happened, but like many of you here I still feel guilty. the hurt will fade in time but my memories will never die, and I look forward to meeting all my cats past, present and future, when my time come to pass through Rainbow Bridge

Answer by lozza
Submitted on 7/4/2004
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My cat Stanley was put to sleep yesterday as he was very ill, he was 16-17 years old, he was fine until he had an accident with another animal, we're not sure what though it was either a fox or a dog, well it had broke his leg in 5 different places and we had to pay 4 an operation and suddenly he just started to not drink or eat, he then went nearly totally blind and he couldn't see so yesterday we took him to the vet and we were told it would be best to put him down, i stood and held his paw through it all until the vet said that he was gone, i miss him dearly and always will! in 10 days we will receive his ashes which i will cherish forever! Goodbye, from us all. xxx

Answer by Sad
Submitted on 8/2/2004
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My cat died Saturday, but I just found out today. He was barely a year old. He was hit by a car pretty far from home. He was a great cat. He would follow us around and "help" with the yard work. He would also perch up on the cabinets and watch us prepare dinner. He was very adventerous, which was his charm and led to his downfall. He HAD to be outside, chasing squirels, birds, whatnot or he was not happy. When he didn't come home for his evening meal, we wandered all over, looking high and low. When Animal Control called and said they had him, we were releaved at first, then realized that he had been killed. We will miss our cat terribily.

Answer by Frog
Submitted on 8/14/2004
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My cat died last night after a long disease. I didn't want to put him to sleep. He looked so strong I thought he would make it. I had him in my lap. My mother came in. He seemed to look at her, than he turned up his face as to look at me for a last time (I'm not sure if he was completely conscious), than had a quick breathing crisis and died. I feel like living a nightmare. An can find no consolation. He was surely my best friend. Always there for me. Waking up whenever a woke up, and waiting for me when I got back home at night, no matter what the hour was. I love him dearly, and I think he was a blessing to me and my all family. I can't stop crying

Answer by Dee
Submitted on 8/17/2004
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Gardenweb.com has a section under "That Home Site" under "Pets". It's a very good site to post on regarding any pet question.

Answer by Doug
Submitted on 9/6/2004
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My Cat died today as well, we put her outside (she hated it out there, unfortunately he had to force her outside,)to do some cleaning, and she got under my dads car and somehow got up in it pretty deep, well anyways, we were heading to the store and when we stopped at the light, then we went to take off we felt I bump, and He had a bad feeling it was an animal, so he got and to check and to his shock it was our own cat, the conclusion we have come to is when he stopped at the red light the cat "Kitty" hopped down from where she was at inside the car and got behind the back wheel, this happened at around 3 today now its 1 in the morning and I have been crying ever since.

Answer by lozza
Submitted on 9/27/2004
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I've wrote before about my cat Stanley!!! which we're still thinking about him! well i had two cats the same age 16! well 1 week ago my other cat Ollie went missing he comes home every single night to outside my front door, but the day he didn't i new there was something wrong its been a week now, I'm devastated I've looked everywhere I've posted missing notes but still nothing, i cant think straight hes the last thing i had! i love him so much, and am not giving up hope, from us all, we love u babe, xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Answer by Chrissy
Submitted on 10/1/2004
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Thank you so much for sharing your stories. I read them all and now have tears in my eyes. "Rainbow Bridge" was beautiful and amazing. I, along with many other pet owners, hope that it is real in heaven. I will pray for all your kitties tonight.

Answer by cold in kansas
Submitted on 10/21/2004
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I'm sorry to hear about all of your guys cats die cuz our did last week. He was trying to get air and he did then like few weeks later he had same thing again trying to catch his breath again but this time he died.What we like to know is what he had? he had a shot from the vet.We think it was the shot that the vet gave him. but he also could had fur ball in him to.Can anyone give us any ideas of what made him die?Now we have a black cat and her name is midnight.And we have another cat name Jr.They both are healthy that we know of. Thanks, cold in Kansas

Answer by SmartAlek
Submitted on 10/22/2004
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My cat died suddenly yesterday. She wasn't sick. She was only 2-1/2 years old. I found her dead when I came home from work. I'm shocked and devastated because I miss the best most wonderful loving bundle of joy in my life. I feel terrible and so tired. I want her back so bad.

Answer by Chris
Submitted on 11/2/2004
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I just found my cat, Simon dead, laying streatched out on the basement floor, his eyes were still open and his body felt hard, he was 13 years old I've had him as long as I can remember I miss him so much, his twin sister syndy still lives she misses him so much its so hard...crying

Answer by the voice of reason
Submitted on 11/5/2004
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I don't understand why you all profess to love your cats so much, and feel such sadness over their death, but had you really loved them and taken care of them, would have keep them inside where they would be safe from cars and diseases like FIP, also spaying your cats at 6 months of age, keeping them safe from pyometra (uterine infection). Here's a clue--if you can't afford to take your cat to the vet, perhaps you shouldn't have a pet right now. Pets need medical care just like we do! Don't let them do without just so you can have the comfort of a pet! And keep your cats inside & vaccinated!!!

Answer by dreykk
Submitted on 11/8/2004
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Hello, my cat Mimi had asthma and died recant (18 years), the worst part is that she was on corticosteroids, antibiotics, laxatives (3 years)- medicine junky. I was so busy and failed to see her crash. I Guess it was inevitable but I feel guilt at not noticing the symptoms...pure hell! ps: a human bronchial dialator and keeping the cat on its haunches saved many an attack. Must give laxative.Plenty clean water for kidney function.Bye.