Knives on my cat

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Our fur baby friends will live with us forever. Sorry for those who have lost a furry friend. I've lost six over the last 65+ years. My tux will likely outlive me.
Since childhood, I've lost 6 dogs and 4 cats. My mother's cat Rusty is on his last legs, I don't know if he will make it to the end of the year. All that's left is my sister's dog Trip. Its tough. My cat Calli was ready, even though she was only 7. She knew, looked me in the eyes and gave me that look that it was ok to put her down, that she was ready to go. Finn was not ready to go. He fought against the sedative, it took 30 minutes for him to finally calm down. They gave him the final shot, and he even fought against that, despite being sedated. The vet said they'd never seen an animal fight against the euthanasia like that. He had stomach and intestinal cancer, and was in terrible pain, but that boy had such a will to live.

He'd had stomach cancer for 2 years the vet approximated, but he rarely made a peep until the last 6 months of his life. I knew something was wrong when he wasn't sleeping in my bed and was hollering more than normal (which was A LOT!)
 
Jezebel left us in October 2012. She inhaled something under a tree in the backyard on a walk with my wife. Yes, we walked our kitties. They were leash trained. She was my baby. You make peace with the fur baby not being here anyway. At any time something can trigger a memory and it takes your breath away. May you make peace with Funny being gone and know you did all you could do.IMG_20230714_143629027.jpg
 
Jezebel left us in October 2012. She inhaled something under a tree in the backyard on a walk with my wife. Yes, we walked our kitties. They were leash trained. She was my baby. You make peace with the fur baby not being here anyway. At any time something can trigger a memory and it takes your breath away. May you make peace with Funny being gone and know you did all you could do.View attachment 2251806
It's extra hard as while I was sick with liver disease that boy rarely left my bed. I used to FaceTime with him while I was in the hospital after the transplant, I was two hours from home for 8 mths. My dad would hold up the phone, Finn would meow and rub his face on the phone.

Due to my health volatility, I probably won't get another pet. It's also such a long commitment, and having lost my dad 18mths ago at age 65, I don't want to abandon a pet. Rusty is still barely alive,but he doesn't do much anymore. Lays in the same spot all day. We shall see, maybe down the road I'll get another kitty.

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