tomkat2020

Kayc I am so sorry for what you had to go through with Arlie. I agree that one never will replace the other. I know my pain is still fresh and will get easier over time, but I am having a hard time right now trusting vet's and my willingness to take our other cat in next time just out of fear of a situation happening like before. The rational side of me says "situations like these are not the norm, and happened for whatever reasons" but the emotional side of me just worries now about routine vet visits in the future.

Kayc thank you for the words! Shock is truly the best way to describe how I feel. I am so grateful to be able to share with others who have gone and are going through similar tough times. This past year has been awful for my wife and I and 2021 did not get off to a great start. It's been like a bad dream that doesn't end.

Marty, thank you so much for the kind words. Meatball was the perfect name for our orange boy! His nose even had a little bit of spaghetti sauce on it lol. His sister is named Cannoli. I have gotten a few things, some pictures and his two favorite toys together. Once I can pick him up I am sure my wife and I will think of a way to memorialize him.

Hi everyone. My name is Tom and this week we had to let my first pet, Meatball go too soon at only 1.5 years old. We had taken him to the vet for a condition known as pillow paw and he was treated with medications one would give. His condition slowly got worse as the weekend wore on and his breathing became rapid and he became more lethargic. Our vet took x-rays and said he had asthma and prescribed another med. We followed those directions but things didn't seem right and took him to a veterinary specialists hospital where they took more x-rays and diagnosed him with congestive heart disease. He was such a young healthy boy and we had to make the awful choice of being with him or having him potentially pass later that evening alone. He had been struggling for a few hours and had not been improving. He was my first cat, my buddy, he'd meow back at me, follow me, greet me at the door. The impact in his short time made it feel as if I've always had him. His loss looms large in our apartment and I just feel like a part of me is missing. I know I'll always cherish the time and many memories we had but still can't help but be angry that I should have had more time with him. I am hoping to take it day by day, week by week. Thank you all.