JaneyI've been there and know how it feels.
L
I’m so sorry...you certainly did all you could do.....it’s so hard to lose them I know.....I dread it...but I wouldn’t live without them. They are like you say ‘all special’....
I wanted nothing to do with the cat. I am a dog person and ignored the kitten. So the kitten adopted me. It took to sleeping on my elbow at night tucked under my chin. I was sleeping so I didn't know this until it became a sort of habit. The cat is a house cat and doesn't go outside.
The cat's name is Patches because of it's different colored coat. When I come home from shift work I crawl into bed and before I am asleep I will feel the cat jump on the bed from wherever it was and walk around my pillow. It will bump it's head against my face and force me to pet it. Then it will knead my bicep with it's declawed front paws before settling in under my chin. It's spot for eleven years now. I can't get to sleep anymore until she finds her spot.
I'm not a cat person.
I tell people that.
You have my deepest sympathy for the loss of your friend.
Our frank has had a loss!
Frank:
May the promises of God provide you solace in your time of grief.
Janeysorry for your loss.
And God bless you for touching that poor, dying child.
My daughter's cat died the day before her 9th birthday and she still grieves the loss.
We did get a new cat, his name is Fat Mike.
Owl_Eagle
There are people who are surrounded by bigots
and know it is wrong, but are afraid to be vocal against it.
These people are going to pull the lever for Obama
and they are not being polled.
angee_is_mad, DUmmy
Ping
“...he was the one cat whose trust I did not have to earn; his trust in me existed from the hour of his birth, and was a Gift from God.”
And you never betrayed that trust for a moment...Floyd was lucky to have known you.
And the image you have of sick Floyd? That’s not the “permanent” Floyd. That was Floyd for such a sort time, really. Try to think of the real, permanent Floyd. A beautiful gray & white kitty, stretched out on a tree limb, looking at you with all that trust in his eyes.
In general, I would regard a cat going to the beyond as a good thing.
I have little use for a creature that comes to me only when it needs something.
But it is obvious from your post that you had found a true friend and companion, and had that connection that I have found in my life most often with dogs, on occasion with women, but never for a cat.
I applaud your special sense. And it must have been a very special cat indeed.
I’m so sorry for your loss. They wrap their little paws right around your heart, and when they go, their claws rip out a great big chunk.
So sorry about your kitty, We had to make a difficult decision about our own special friend this morning and are grieving her loss this evening.
Ping
He was very lucky to have lived his life with you.
From one poster who had to put down one of her four cats today to another poster who lost his cat, my sincere condolences. ((((Hugs)))) =^..^=
My orange big boy cat was named Pumpkin. =^..^=
Perhaps Floyd ate something toxic while out on one of his forays. In any case he was lucky to have such a good friend in you.
That picture of him lying on the sofa reminds me of Allie, a gray tabby that hangs out at the nursing home where my mother lives. At 15, Allie is in remarkably good health, and she spends much of her time sleeping on the sofa.
I’ve gone through much the same as you have as I have many barn cats and your story brought a tear to my eyes.
I have discovered things about the heart of God many times through my life with them and my other critters.
Keep this in mind:
Isaiah 40:5 Then the glory of the LORD will be revealed, And all flesh will see it together; For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”
There is no doubt in my mind that when you reach that place where the lion and lamb are laying around in the grass together, your Floyd will be there waiting for you.
My condolences on your loss.
Tomorrow will be 6 years I lost my Mommy Cat. She was 20 years old, lived through 2 fallls from the 6th floor window and just had a special connection with my son. My father and son found her out walking one morning and brought her home. A few weeks later she gave birth to 3 cats and a paw(?) When the end was near we just gave her back all the love she gave us over the years and then some. When she passed I took her to the crematorium and had her cremated and send her ashed to my son in North Carolina. She was all he had left that was a real memory from my father who died several years earlier.
I now have 1 dog and 2 cats. Unless you are a pet person, most don’t get it. Frank, take solace in that Floyd will be waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge. When my mom died last December we remember that and all of our pets over the years that she would be seeing again along with all her friends and of course my dad.
You have other cats and believe me they will help you through this time. They just “know” you are hurting.
God Bless You through this rough time.
P.S. Floyd if you run into Mommy Cat tell her I send my love and still miss her.
MM613