When a Cat Dies

my cat has just died been run over cant cope with it

my cat has just died been run over cant cohope with it

I just had to have my cat put to sleep,Its hard for me to deal with it. Some people say why do you cry over a cat? Well its like this they become like your child,freind,companion its hard real hard the they show you,you can never replace that I still come into my room waiting for her to look up at me and go meow meow meow I’ll miss my cat named sasha

Our Siamese named Basho (after the Japanese poet) was attacked and he died.I never knew the profound realization that he gave so much for virtually nothing in return. He was our personal Zen Master and taught us so much. People who don’t own a cat or another pet can’t understand why they become so special.Thank you.

I recently had to put my 19 yr old cat Piglet down. It was the hardest thing I ever did but the most loving thing I could do for her. I knew her liver was failing due to old age for the last 5 months but I don’t think you are ever prepared for the void their passing leaves in your heart. Chris, you cry or scream or volunteer at a shelter or whatever helps you heal. Those who ask how you can cry over the passing of a cat have never had the priviledge of being owned by one! I know Piglet is at the rainbow bridge waiting for me and is amazed the treats are not rationed there! I bet Sasha is there too, sharing with Piglet all the wonderful stories of her life with you. And the pain will lessen with time and you’ll think of Sasha and smile instead of cry. Hang in there

My cat i guess kitten i would still stay she was only 6 months old died last night and I am grieving so deeply..My other cat her sister is too and its so hard…she was my baby..I am going to miss her so much..my heart aches

my cat just got put sleep because he got ran over and had a broken jaw broken ribs and broken legs and it could not breath very well my cat was called monty and i miss him loads and i will never forget him it is a hard time for my other cat because he was looking for him early today morning

My cat died of feline lukimia. I didn’t think I could cry so much. My good freind is dead.

My kitten (i still say) 1 year old just got run over by a car. she was the sweetest little girl, and i am in shock.

my 17 year old cat, Gato, died on may 19th.I know this is kinda late, sorry! anyway, she was really old, and in alot of pain. It hurt her really bad if you picked her up the wrong way, and she would meow pitifully throughout the day. It was so sad, as I watched my dad bury her. the saddest thing was that I didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye! my mom and I found her stiff body outside with flies all over it. I’m still so sad. she was so much fun to be with! it was very painful, because I had her for all my life (I’m 13 right now), so I was really shocked when she died. It was so sudden! anyways… I remeber the first time we bought cat shampoo and I gave her a bath in my bathroom! she was so cute, and she was scared, so she peed on the rug in there! she had the funniest meow too! she sounded like a duck!if you walked up to her, she would meow at you like 4 or 5 times, and if she got really annoyed, she sounded hilarious! I sometimes wonder what she looks like, and often feel like digging her body out of the grave we made.( we have a little pet cemetery on one side of our yard)the other day, I read a cute little book at barnes and noble called ‘cat heaven’. it was so cute! anyway… I’m still grieving.

My cat was going to be 2 years old in september, it was outside playing when a neighbors husky who has been on medications apparently attacked my cat in my yard, after attacking the husky had a seizure. My mom rushed the cat to teh animal hospitol where it shortly died of cardiac arrest. She will be greatly missed. Life is not Fair, my cat never hurt anyone, it was a good kitty and did not deserve it. Although it is my loved cat, IT JUST SHOWS HOW PRECIOUS LIFE IS. R.I.P. Oreo

on 9/8 my cat deid so plz any cat is sick or have any thing that heart her go 2 a docter

My cat was hit by a car on August 10, 2007. A cop was speeding dowm my road and I don’t even know if realized he hit her..I am so heart broken and no one seems to understand my grief “over a cat”…My family was already asking me about will I get another one the same night she died!! Maybe they think it will help me get over the death of this one sooner?! But I don’t know if that is true…. I have cried feeling as if my heart was breaking, I’ve gotten angry, I’ve felt guilty (that maybe I could have done something to prevent it), I have questioned why me? Why do I have to deal with some much death??!! In the last fews years I have lost my sister, mother and father! I am only 44 years old…they all went so sudden! And now my best friend in the world, who loved me so much..she was “my shadow” and followed me everywhere!

I don’t know what to do next…

My cat Atrius was just put to sleep. He was suffering from kidney failure and had fluids building up in his lungs. He was 10 and was my best friend.

It hurts real bad I know.My cat died today.I feel your pain.Time will heal the pain.Never forget your not alone.I am so sorry.

my 7 week old kitten as just died this morning i have had the kitten since birth as i own the mother the worst thing is that it was my boyfriend that ran it over and caused its death

Our baby girl Soda got hit by a car and died on Friday August 24th 2007. We got back from vacation on Saturday to hear the news from our answering machine. I want to thank the girl who put her to the side of the road and took her tag and called us-at least we have somethng of her. Our hearts are breaking. She was 14 months and it was the greatest 14 months of our lives-we have been blessed by being mamma and pappa to a beautiful girl. We looked forward to coming home everyday to see you-you have left footprints on our hearts, we love you and miss you.

Today after I and my husband came back from outside he followed us to the room like usually he ate and went out. A hour later, when I went down to dump the trash, I saw him lie on the road (he usually did that) so, I called his name from a distance Mr.Lover, 3 times no answered, so I looked closely I saw him been ran over by a vehicle. I was shocked and I ran to get my husband, He was shocked too and asked me that it was him. Then, we are looking at our beloved cat who not supposed to die. I wished that if I didn’t let him out he wouldn’t end like this. I have to let him rest in peace.

My cat named Bobcat was the greatest cat. He was black with gray stripes and he was the best cat you could ever had. He was the best to be around and he always meowed and rubbed up against you. He was just a month old american shorthair when I got him. 13 years later, just about 7 months ago, one of his eyes starting getting really foggy. He later became blind and started peeing and pooping everywhere. Sadly I just had to put him to sleep. I loved him so much and I will never forget the day we got him as that little kitty. I love him and I hope he is in a better place. 13 is young to be put to sleep and I feel really sorry for him. He didn’t deserve to die. He was an awesome cat and I can’t believe it. We had to put him to sleep only a couple months ago. I started thinking about him today and broke up crying so I searched for a website with people with the same experience. I came here and people had comments posted. This is somewhere where I can express my feelings with other people. I got a kitty cat about 2 years ago and Bobcat was her best friend and my best friend too. Me and my kitty are both very sad. My kitty searched the house for about 2 weeks after he was put to sleep looking for him. I know she misses him, I miss him. You don’t understand how hard it is to lose a cat unless you have never had one. Cats are the best pets you can ever have, and losing one is like losing your heart. It’s hard to deal with and you just start crying when you think about it. I am very broken by this and I just can’t take it. I need to start thinking of the good times I had with him, but it’s just too hard. I love you Bobcat, and I hope you love me just as much. I hope your in a better place and always remember that I will be with you in heaven some day!

my little cat Ziggy has died, it was on Sunday night. A dog got hold of him, a neighbour of mine heard the noise and managed to bring him into her house, she layed him on the floor and ran round to get me, my boyfriend and I got round there and I just got to him and was stroking him when he died. To say that I am in bits is an understatement, I cannot stop crying, I can’t get my head round it, I miss him so much and everything in my house reminds me of him. I still have his brother and now he doesn’t leave my side. Please tell me it will get easier.
He was 5 1/2 and I had him since he was 8 weeks, the house that I live in now, I only ever lived there for 3 days without him.

Murphy was 16 adn had shared my life since he was 6 weeks old. He was suddenly very ill for just 3 weeks in which time, after tests and treatments, the vet came to the conclusion that Murphy’s severe anaemia was caused by a bone marrow cancer. I had to say goodbye to Murphy just 10 days ago and in the end I had to ask for help for him to die as he just didn’t want to give up on life or leave me. I am bereft and inconsolable without him. He was my dearest best friend. We loved each other unconditionally. We shared our bravery together through sad and bad times: in the last 5 years cancer, divorce, 4 bereavements, moving house twice – no wonder I miss him. We shared good times too and he always took a great and intelligent curiosity in everything I did (except holidays – which he spent in a 5 star cattery!) He had lost a leg a few years ago and became a most super three legged trooper. He was independent and took no nonsense on his patch and I respected his private cat’s life. But I know he adored me as much as I him and he was loyal, brave, great fun, made me laugh, loved cuddles purred forever and we trusted each other implicitly. I talked to him constantly and in return he was the best of communicators. He loved life. The pain of returning each day to a home without him is unspeakable but he would hate to think he was causing me such grief and I can only wait for the days when I will remember to laugh and smile when I think of him.

my little kitty died today, he was born with a bad eye and was the tiniest of the litter but he was always looking up with the cutest look. when I got home he would always be on the chair by the door like he was waiting for me to get home. I miss him so much ….

I had to say goodbye today to a good friend my beloved friend minstrel (mini). Tears cannot replace her

My heart aches tonight, our precious “Peanut” has die. I never had a cat and didn’t know anything about them until my married daughter found this little bundle of joy. Peanut was found in a hole inside of in a cement brick. My daughter bottle fed him to health and he lived the life of a little prince. I fell head over heals in love with this little man. Peanut has changed my negetive thoughts about cats forever. I will NEVER forget Peanut. I just hope the pain I feel about his loss leaves me soon. Pea will be greatly miss.

My cat Tiddles died on Feb 24th 2007, im 25 & I have had her since i was 8 so she was about 17 years old. We had to have her put to sleep as she had various things wrong with her due to old age. She had a litter when she was about 1, so we have her son & daughter still, im sure they miss her. I miss her terribly, she was my friend who I have grown up with, always there for me! I knew she was unwell & deep down knew she should be put to sleep as it was unfair on her. I took her to the vets and I was right! She looked at me before they gave her the injection & she looked so cute and indearing, I think she knew what was happening, she almost looked relieved. I hope she doesn’t hate me for this, I have a feeling of guilt that it was my decision to end her life. I still think about her everyday. It does get easier as it is 7 months on now but she is still in my thoughts. Tiddles, you was my best friend and will always be with me, love you xxx

I just lost my cat “Bodhi” a few hours ago. She was hit by a car. She was the sweetest, loving cat I have ever known. Bodhi, came into my family 14 mths ago. My kids and dog will miss her, I will miss her purring at my feet every morning and jumping on my chest at night for goodnight kisses. We will all miss you!! Goodnight, sweet girl

My babbisaurus died on the 6 August, 2 months ago now. He was only seven, and he died of liver failure. I didn’t even know, i was in work at the time. I feel so much guilt, so much grief. I don’t know what to do. He was my child, my baby, and yet people say ‘oh its just a cat’- my dad actually laughed. Its such a lonely time. I dont know what to do. Im thinking of writing him a message in a bottle and throwing it out to sea. Peace to everybody on this page, we have all had our hearts broken.

my beloved cat gimley went missing saturday 13th october 2007 he had been run over i miss him so much he was only four,the pain is unbearable all i can do is cry,goodnight little one we all miss and love you.

My cat was hit by a car on saturday nite October 20,2007..I don’t know if the driver moved him onto the curb, or if he painfully made his way over after being hit, but I think he died sometime during the night.

I am driving myself crazy and crying non-stop, I feel so guilty…I had him for 8 years and he was my baby…why didn’t I wait for him to come inside before bed? did he die right away? was he in pain? I can’t stand it…I love him and miss him sooooooooooooooooooo much. I hope he forgives me for not being beside him when he died.

I just had to get this out, because who else I am going to tell?. My mates will laugh at me, I have just lost my cat Munckin, she was very old, I watched her try to breath for air when she was dyeing, it upset me so much, I am crying right now, I loved her so much I just hope she knew that.

Thanks for reading if anyone bothered to read I just had to get it out.

My cat was bitten by some dogs and i took her to the vet a couple of nights back. She seemed ok and was purring away at home before i took him. He hated the vets and i thin going there caused him to go into shock and die. First the doc said he would be fine but then said he died after they took him for xray out of shock…i am blaming myself and think that maybe my cat wondered why i was putting him through it!!

I was on my way home from work this evening during rush hour down a one lane highway where it’s 50miles per hour – saw a cat in the middle of the road. I thought it was dead but then as i drove by saw it was moving looked in my direction like it was asking for help(must have just been hit).I feel like I should have stopped to help the poor thing but was afraid of being hit by a car myself from all the traffic going by. I feel guilty about not stopping wondering if I could have done something(I’m a cat owner for 16 years now to my Milo and he his kidneys are failing,I’ve had him since he was 7 weeks old)and thinking about the poor thing being in pain. Also afraid of it getting run over again and can’t stop thinking about. I had tears in my eyes as I drove home thinking what if it was my cat? But It would not have done any good for me to get hit by a car or to cause an accident. I had no choice but to leave the poor thing. Went home and told my trouble to Milo. Still wondering if I could have done anything so he/she does not suffer.

ive got tears in my eyes by reading everyones comments as i can relate to all that u are feeling. just remember how i lost all my cats (ive kept cats since i was a child) even though cats are the love of my life i have decided not to keep any anymore because it is too painful to see them in pain or die.

My cat Fergie, who was born in December last year, just died yesterday. The cause of her death is unknown but the vet said most probably she ate rat poison. We sent her a lil too late for treatment. It is very hard for someone lonely like me to accept her death. She was a very good, playful and loving cat. I still have her mom and her two siblings but everytime I see them or call them I still feel like something is missing – Fergie. I’ve lost her father earlier before she was born.

I was there since Fergie couldn’t open her lil eyes yet. I’ve watched her grew. She was closer to me than to anyone else. Thinking of the good moments I had together with her and her family, she meant a lot to me. Rest in peace Fergie.

My dearest friend of a cat died Saturday morning October 27th. He had gotten hit by a car Friday evening. I don’t know why he had been across the street in the first place. He nearly always stayed close to home. A little girl on a bike was chasing him down the sidewalk. He tried to get away by running back towards home. He was hit by a car. I was out of town, so my poor wife had to go and rescue him. He had no outward damage. She said just a little blood on his nose. He made it until the next morning. The vet thought that my baby would make it. The stress of the pain and being scared pushed his poor body too much and he died. I miss him dearly and wish I could have comforted him. He may just have made it if he saw a friendly face. That will haunt me forever. He was 15 years old and was a stray when he found us 10 years ago. He knew he was loved. We could never have confined him it was in his nature to be free. He was my hero and my love. More than a cat. He was giving cat. He helped me raise an orphaned kitten. I bottle fed and he taught to be a cat. Now I know why humans need to believe in God, because life isn’t fair and takes the good and beautiful things away. I called him Mister Kittah the world is a lesser place without him.

my cat sampson died he got ran over by a car it happend right in frint of me it was worse than a horror movie rip

I am feeling so guilty…I tried to rescue a small stray but it turned out to be Feline Leukemia positive. I could have taken her home to try to nurse her, but I have 3 other healthy cats and a small home. I would have had to put her in the basement or an unheated shed in order to keep her isolated from the other cats. Instead, we decided to have her put down. I feel so guilty because I was trying to rescue her and killed her instead. She trusted me and I let her down. I will never do that again to a cat. I promise to do EVERYTHING that I can to make sure that it has a good life.

After I wrote in here about how bad I felt about my Mister Kittah being hit by a car I began to realize we all needed a second chance with our cats. Second chances almost never come and there are 30 or so good reasons to find something possitive from all this pain.
I am checking on deer fencing and ways to corral my remaining cats. Mister Kittah would have been a challenge, but if only I could have tried.
go out to the internet and look for ways to protect your cats from cars. There is just too much pain not to try.

My cat died the other day at the age of 20 years old I miss him so much. I have had him and his sister since they were born in my house 20 years ago. peoples first response is “just buy another cat” but its not that easy – I dont want another cat, I want my cat

This is my post for my cute sweetheart tinkerbell.
im sitting in my empty house sobbing in my hands as to why my little baby girl was taken from me. last time i saw my kitten alive was friday night, i had come in from a late night out in town, and she was waiting on my front doorstep, even though she has a cat flap she waits up for me. as my taxi pulled up she was bouncing around excited to kiss me, i picked her up and i kissed her and i went through my front door, i left her on the stairs an she followed me up to my warm bed, i passed out only to wake up at 7am an rush out the door as i had an early start, she had plenty of food out so i wasnt worried for her, i was sitting in my car and suddenly i burst out crying, and it started to rain heavy. i spent the day out, then got home around 8pm, i looked for my baby and nothing, i looked at her food bowls an they were untouched. i called for her, again nothing. she always waited outside for me, she used to sit in my car space no matter what time it got. i went to bed feeling confused and lonely told my boyfriend an he sid she’ll be back. come sunday and still no sign of her. i was at the kitchen sink an i suddenly burst out in floods of tears. i knew something bad had happened. i made my boyf go out and find her. he came back hours later with nothing. i went to work on monday only to be called an hour into my work, that a few people had seen a kitten, black an white been hit by a car on a busy main road, when they described the kitten it was her. my heart sank with sadness then i fell to the floor. she was 8 months old. she was my baby. i looked after her. we had hugs and kissing games in my bed, my 5 year old son called her his ‘little sister’ how could this happen?? i went to the spot they said it happened and i havent been able to find her body. she was first spotted by someone at 8am saturday. i was in my car sobbin for ‘no reason’ that time. to think i just missed the accident outside my house is devastating. if only i stayed home for half an hour it may have not happened. why did she even go so far? all these if an whys are hard for me right now. i hate myself for leaving so early. i hate the fact i dont have her body to bring back home. i have called everyone from police to road maintanence. no one has any records of picking her up. ,my son an i are grieving tinkerbell. i cant go to work ive made a wall with 20 pictures of her and i find it peaceful looking at her there. i wish i had her buried in her favorite spot out garden, but i have nothing left of her. i need some closure but i have not been given that. all im left with is an empty cold soul. please come back tinkerbell. i miss u, theo misses you. x

The morning my cat died I was suffering from feelings of deja vu. I couldn’t stop the wierdness. This went on for two hours exactly the time when my boy Mister Kittah had died at the vet. This is my third post out here.

I can’t stop everyone from letting their cats outside. Some have to, but we take the risk. We all have to take charge and not let our cats out or build an enclosure. Reading all these stories of pain and loosing my cat forever has taught me it is better to have a little unhappy cat then no cat.
We need to protect our cats.

When cats die for any reason it hurts like no other pain. It has been about a month and a half without my cat, but still last night I cried.

I am afraid there really isn’t any closer or easy way when our cats die or disappear. We just have to get through it. Most of all we have to decide a way of preventing it from happening again.

Its wednesday today and even though i posted tinkerbells post yesterday i only found out she had gone on monday 9th. so its only been my 3rd day of grieving and already i have a tonne of pressure to go back to work. i went in today, anyone who came to talk to me just heard the same… ‘i really miss her’ i cant believe how people are around me, you have the few who love cats who are sympathetic, then you have the non animal lovers who keep telling me to get over it, ‘its only a cat’. NO NO NO theyre not only a cat. she was my baby. i wont be replacing her. i wanna cry for her. i want to go to the spot she was taken from me and pray for her. i loved my kitten like a mother loves her baby, and i have a 5 year old. i dont want added pressure to just get back to normality. she was my normality, not my house is sad and empty. it actually feels cold, i watch my 5 year old sitting at the top of the stairs next to her bed just staring. this is not fair or right, in a cruel way i think scott is right. id give anything to have closed the evil cat flap and kept her in. Anything to have that chance again. i know she was adventurous but maybe i should have made her a maze in our backyard so she felt she didnt need to go exploring, i dont no, its all the if i did this or why’s that my brain doesnt let go of. ITS A CRUEL WORLD
and i feel so ill and upset from my loss, coming home today is so wrong. shes been taken. ive been robbed and i dont have nothing to bury. its just a case of forget her and move on. i wish i wish i had her body to bury that way i know shes with me. someone please help.

Please consider doing two things to keep your heart from breaking so hard.
1. Write a tribute about your cat.
2. Bring home a cat from a shelter, save it, love it and give it a life in honor of the cat you lost. Make something good out of something so horrible.

My cat was a 15 pound white short haired odd eyed cat. He was my friend and I was his. He acted like he thought I was just a strange two legged cat. I was out of town when he was hit by a car. My wife had to go out in the street to resue him. She can’t even talk about the sounds he made being in so much pain. The vets thought he would make it. Of course if I had been rich he might have. He needed a MRI and probably surgery, but they only watched him over night. When he woke up the next morning his pain came back to him full force. His heart gave out and he died.
Every one of us in here who have lost a cat are in pain. Believe me no matter what the circumstances of your cat’s death were, nothing different would make the loss any better. My boy’s death was horrible for him and I wasn’t there to help him.
My wife couldn’t face two days without Mister Kittah. While she was at the vet there was a deaf white female cat who was in for her shots and was living in a cat shelter. So she went to the shelter and brought her home. She was not trying to replace our cat. The white face made the pain less. Fast forward to now, he died October 27th. Gracie is what we called our new deaf cat. I felt like Mister Kittah would have approved of what we did. He was a generous cat. I wrote a tribute to Mister Kittah. I wrote down everything I could remember about him. I wanted to show proof of what made him more than just a cat. I wrote how I felt when he was around and how I felt with him gone. I am up to eleven pages typed on my pc. I also still cry.

Thanks scott. i’m going to start my tribute to my sweetness tink stinks as i used to call for her. from all the little things like her wet paw prints on my white leather sofa that used to drive me nuts, which i dont dare wipe off to her sitting next to my bath playing with bubbles. i go to the spot she was taken from me and i talk to her. crazy cat lady is how im feeling right now. ive decided to take some time out from work, as its not fair to anyone inc. me. i need to sort this out in my head and heart and face up to the fact that she’s gone. maybe in time id like to love another cat. i dont think i can do another kitten. it will be too heart breaking for me. maybe go try get one from the shelter but i’m scared they wont let me have one cos that awful road is just past my house. i’m not sleeping too good right now and when i drift off i dream about her and shes on my bed jumpin around so i drastically wake up to find it was just a nasty dream, and my head is tricking me, im slowly starting to hate every little thing around me but my son. i’m giving him lots of love, and i even thought that i knew why tinks had left me, its cos i was so wrapped up in work an my personal life i was lacking with perhaps the more valuable stuff, such as life. im now lookin around me an seeing how pointless arguments were such a waste of time and energy. the real valuable thing is the people you love and care for, she has hit me hard, but only to wake up an not take nothing for granted cos you can lose them in such a flash, one minute i was blowing bubbles over her little head, the next its all memories. God bless the little angles we have had the pleasure in loving. i miss every second of her existence. and forever i will look for her.

If you were to take a poll of all the people who have written in here they have had the same thoughts as you are expressing. I myself asked immediatly asked my cat died, why is it that we love anything when it can be taken away in a heartbeat. Why care about anything at all. etc and so on.
The hardest thing I had to accept was my cat was never coming back. Then I had to except whatever I did or didn’t do from now on won’t bring my cat back.
Then I sat outside on my back step, I cried and cried. I drank a unhealthy amount of Vodka. As I was sitting there I could hear a voice in my head as if it were coming from my cat. The voice said get on with life, because if I could be back alive I would. I wouldn’t waste a moment feeling bad. I would run and play and lick my butt.
You have to agree cats are very matter of fact.
Stay away from the dreaded spot. Your cat would.
You have to stop feeling sorry for yourself. No matter how bad you feel your cat won’t come back. You have to do something good. I will tell you this however, don’t get another cat and let it roam free. You really should rescue a cat from a shelter. This will give you something to care about. You know you will do a better job this time.
I hope this is helping you cope. I promise you I am right. Trust me.

My Baby Boy Tigger aged 4yrs old died at my feet last night and its tearing me up I dont know how to cope with this pain, He was an indoor cat and like my child He was playing an hour earlier and now he has gone. He was such a special friend to me he would follow me everywhere kiss me … jump up and cuddle me when i was ill. How do I cope without him in my life. This is so unfair

Jacqui, the last time i saw my tinks was exactly a week ago today, and i still havent found her body which so many people have driven past saying it was definately her. and i can say hand on heart, coping is an understatement. One minute they’re there. the next its all memories. we feed them, we play with them, we hug them we go looking for them, we do the best for them, the pain you will suffer is amazingly intense. cos in a sense, i mean i personally felt like i mothered tinkerbell, i had her when she was 4 weeks, so i had to give her milk, and she was so underweight, riddled with flees but with my love and care she turned out amazing. your pain wont go away but as the days go by, they get added with other crap, like guilt. but i keep getting told that the good ones are always first to go. maybe true maybe not. but ive found talkin about her helps me, thats why im hear. my boyf is the kind who would rather not talk or express his feelings, i cant tolerate that. i need to talk about her. i’m at a stage where i look around to her fav spots and it really hits me hard that shes not coming back. if you read my few posts ive had a hard ride, scott has helped with some steps to ease the reality side of it. but grieve, dont let anyone tell you its only a cat bla bla bla. if crying is what you want do it, i still am. theres also a book someones lent me, its called Cat Confidential by Vicky Halls i was given it to read by a neighbour, and theres a great chapter on coping with bereavement. And jacqui, your right Life is so unfair. sometimes i think this is hell. and when we die we go to somewhere where there isnt pain or killings, cos this kind of attachment and bonding to suddenly come to a full stop is just so cruel. but i think look around you… like i am to my 5 yr old son, and im thanking god of my blessings. you have to otherwise you’d go mad. and at the same time, ITS LIFE. IT SUCKS. i miss my little baby like you do today. i also miss cuddleling her so much that she then bite me! i miss her naughty face, i miss her bringing in slugs and dropping then on my nice cream carpet. i was once on the loo and she wante to come sit on my lap, she stuggled an ended up digging her claws into my thigh. I am now scared for life with 3 long lines at the top of my leg. I miss you sweetness ans scott, i wont go to that spot, ill never drive down there again.
im lookin outside now, an there are 4 cats sitting where tinks used to sit. one of them is really loud keeps meeowing then dropping to ground. i am the official cat lady me thinks!

Also Scott, ive only just managed to bring myself to clode the cat flap. but i still cant bear to throw her dried up food away, an i dont want to move he bed. i just dont feel ready for it. how long did it take you to slowly do all that? and how soon did you get another cat? i dont feel ready for one yet, i enjoy stroking the ones outside, but id like to keep it as that right now

I don’t believe in tough love when it comes to grief. I won’t preach in here and won’t say things like “Just get over it” or “that your cat is in a better place” Because that’s all crap. When anything dies we all should take a moment to feel the loss. I am honoring my cat by the awesome grief and emptiness I feel with him being gone.
My cat loved to sleep on a fuzzy coat I had. You almost could see that it was a brown coat with all the hair my cat had shed on it. Two days before my cat died my wife washed it and hung it up. I was heart broken. I had no piece of him. Then I remembered the brush I had used to comb him. My hopes were dashed again the brush was cleaned out. I remembered that I combed him outside and after collecting a big ball of fur I cleaned out the brush and threw the hair ball in my rose garden. By now bawling my eyes out and I hardly could see I am down on my knees in the dark using a flash light digging and scratching in my garden to find that hair ball. It took me a half an hour, but I found it. I had a piece of him I could keep. I put it in a small jar and have the jar in the window in my kitchen. So if anyone wants to keep reminders of your cats around do it. What has to happen to us all to deal with the grief is to fill our thoughts with the good things our cats did and stop thinking of them being gone. I may sound brave, but I am not. I slip at least once a day into missing him. But you see that’s not helping a thing. You want to hold onto the good memories and forget the bad. If I cried everytime I think of my cat I would go insane. So when I start feeling sad I go down the list of all the great things I loved about my cat.
So you can’t force yourself to get over the grief. What you have to do is learn to control your thoughts. They say it takes 6 months to create a habbit. It will take six months to break a habbit. It’s like an addiction. We all loved our cats. They were our drug. Now we are without our drug. We are suffering from withdrawals. Every day that passes the pain will soften. That doesn’t mean you didn’t love your cat or somehow disrepecting their memory. It does more to honor our cats if we remember every little detail of our cats while they were alive. I can’t walk across the street where my cat was hit by the car. I had him cremated, but the ashes are still at the vet’s office. I don’t have a bed of his to save. I have a fur ball and the memory of the best creature in the world who pick me to be his friend.
Now it’s time for me to stop typing. I am crying at work and not being much of a good example on coping with grief.

I wrote the details about Gracie in here before. My wife knew we would not cope with such a loss of Mister Kittah, so when she saw this white cat at the vet getting here shots she remembered it. It was being cared for in a shelter. So just two days after my cat died she couldn’t take it anymore and went over to check on this other cat. She is a white short hair, but has two blue eyes and is totally deaf. We both knew she was not a replacement, but that white cat has really helped with the healing process. Being deaf she comes with a whole bunch of different rules. This little girl will never be going outside without being on a colar or put into a secured back yard.

Hi scott and everyone eles, just to let you know, im feeling much better, i now understand tinks isnt coming back, but ive put her fav toys an a few feathers she used to bring in into a jar and i have it on my window sill, i miss her so much but the pain has mellowed. all her bits are still around my house, but i dont sob like i was last week. ive also jotted down all the crazy things she done so ill never forget any of it. i went to a RSPCA which is a shelter and it broke my heart seeing all the cats in little rooms. all the cute ones had bee reserved. but all the less attractive ones were available. it broke my heart. they all seemed traumatised by one way or another. most of them were scared of children, and they need someone at home during the dsay which is not me. so ive decided not to rescue one for now. i enjoyed looking at them though, it has eased my pain tremendously. christmas will be lost without her, it would have been her first xmas, but i guess it just was not meant to be.

Let’s all be the best humans that we can be over the holidays and the coming year. It’s been a tough year for all of us. My boy Mister Kittah being taken a way certainly stopped time for a while. I hope I have been helpful passing on my experience to everyone in here. It has helped me in getting through the pain. In fact I even had a fish die in my fish tank I bought for my cat’s entertainment die over the weekend, 6 years I had that fish.
If you love cat’s save one and love it and give it a safe long life. I feel myself that it is in payment for being given a chance to have the best creature share it’s life with me for as long as he did. Save a cat it saves us.

I had to gave my cat put to sleep because he had Cancer in his throat and the doctor said there was nothing that could be done. I had Stormy since he was 5 weeks old and he would have been 8 years old in April.The thing is, is that in January 2006, I was diagnosed with Cancer in my throat. I went through chemo and radiation and the doctors said that there was always some Cancer left and that then they would have to do surgery. Well in December of 2006, the doctor did a biopsy and there was nothing left, then in October of 2007 the vet said my cat had Cancer in his throat just like I did. The vet said that Stormy took my Cancer from me so that I would not have to suffer antmore. I miss my Stormy very muvh, I have other cats but he was my baby.

I feel very fortunate that I had this website during my ordeal of loosing my cat after he was hit by a car. It was a lot of grief and pain, but writing in here has made it all more bearable. I will be saying many prayers in 2008 that no one else has to write out here about their loss. If it happens to you just remember the good about your cat and forget your loss. We are the guardians of the most special creatures in the world and we are loved by them.

It thills me to no end not seeing additional heart ache and misery written about and submitted on your web site. I so hope that it is an indication that our cat charges are all doing well.
I am so glad your web site was there for me.

Saturday, April 5 2008 our cat Flash fell from our roof top while fighting another cat. With pelvic injuries as well as broken tail and bladder injuries we had to put him to sleep. I fell for all the cat lovers here but lets try hard as it may be to remember the good times these angel spirits bring to our lives. Also remember there are many cats that need homes. Am I over it .Not by a long shot. I’m just having a better day than the day before. Bless you all

I feel such a deep sadness in seeing so many posts about people loosing their cats to hit by car accidents. Unfortunately my little Gator I believe suffered the same fate I found her across the road the morning of 09-10-08. Only sign was a little blood trickling out of her mouth, no other marks on her. She grew up with 4 dogs and was more a dog then a cat. Se travelled with me to all the dog shows I went on weekends. She got to see California twice, Nova Scotia once and many states between. She used to go out with my girls (dogs) and come back in with them, she would go next door to the pond with us and watch the girls swim. Over the last year she decided she would rather stay home form the shows, but greeted us with delight when we returned. She was a little rescue with a severe upper resiratory infection when I got her. I was able to pull her through that and feel really guilty to loosing her to a stupid accident that could have been prevented just 5 short years later. I know how you guys feel, the guilt is overwhelming. I been sitting up most nights since. I live on a dirt road and have been counting the cars, there barely is one car passing by each hour, such a slim chance, but yet it happened.
I am not sure I will be able to adopt another one in time, she loved dogs, she didn’t like other cats, so thinking about getting another just doesn’t sound right right now. So far I only have been able remove her food dish. Her window perch and 3 beds as well as her cat trees and litter boxes are still untouched My dogs seem to miss her quite a bit too.
My heart goes out to all of you that have to go through the same pain, know that you are not alone in your grief..
Sonja and gang

I have been checking this web site for nearly a year, off and on. I keep tabs on the number of postings. It has been 56 for over 6 months.
It is a month away from the anniversary of when my cat was killed by a car. My tribute I have been writing is nearly 25 pages long. Too many things remind me of him. Do I feel it was my fault for his death. No not any more. I let him be a cat. If I had a chance to do it over I would have fenced him in tight. All my 4 adopted cats are doing well. 4 is the most. Mr Kittah let a largest hole in me. My white deaf female replacement cat helps. To honor your lost pets adopt a new one. Gracie our addition seems to have some of Mr Kittahs traits and it helps. Everyone should go out and rescue a cat. Go to a shelter and let the cat choose you and you will never regret it. Too many cats die a needless death.

My kitten had to be put to sleep today. She had FIP and was not feeling well at all. This is one of the saddest days of my life. Give your cat and extra hug today for me.

my little man LOUIS died last week. ran over. so hard.

My cat Callie was put down 10/1/08, she was 18 years old
it was one of the hardest things
I ever had to do. She was my best
friend she trusted me.

My beautiful baby,had adopted me around this time last year,i was moving into my new home,I knew she was mature in years but never excpected her to leave me quite so soon,she just stopped eatting and was finding it extremly difficult to drink water,i hoped it was a cold but i knew in my heart it was her time, the vets had her in did the test and confirmed what i already knew,me and my son were called back in the space of hrs to make the decision, the hardest thing i have EVER had to do i just hope that she knew i loved her like my own child and felt privliged to have been picked out of anyone else to be her mom,my home is empty my heart heavy and cant hear little voice any more,but hope she finds me when my turn comes,i thank her for the happyness she gave to my life,am so lost with out her i cant quite belive she’s never coming home.

For sure if you love a cat and they love you back that is special. We will all meet again. This time we might have to sit on their lap.

My 15 year old cat, Cadabra, went off to die the night of October 2nd. She kept trying to run out of the house and was hiding in the kitchen cabinet. She ran out of the house when I went to take out the garbage. I was going to leave her out for a few minutes. She came up and rubbed against my legs when I took out the trash, like she was telling me bye, and disappeared 30 minutes later. I did not even know she was dying. I feel so guilty for not knowing she was acting strange. My beloved Cadabra, I had her since she was 5 months old. I will never forget her.

Yesterday my 6 year old daughter found our beloved red cat Figaro dead in our backyard. He was only 15 months old and was around 10 AM very much alive and bij noon he was dead (still warm bur dead).
I have no idea what happened. There was a lot of blood in his mouth, as if he had bitten his own tongue but nothing else to see.
My daughter told me that she was the mommy of the cat and that I was the mommy of the kids. It’s so true.
My husband wanted to go buy a new cat immeadiately but I don’t think that it is a good idea.
As for me, I have been crying a lot and here on this tpoic I don’t look like a foolish woman.

hallo scott,
i want to thank you for your postings, they really do help me.
especcialy the part of controlling your thoughts, en make a habit of thinking of all the nice habits your cat did have.
my beloved daan is not dead yet, but will be very soon.
it’s so comforting to be able to say goodbey, but on the other hand it’s so saddening…

I keep trying to help myself and others in here. There are so many cats in shelters and animal control facilities that don’t care if you are upset about your loss. They will however be glad to fill your heart. No loved animal can be replaced, but I know that your cat would rather have you rescue another cat than suffer. I plead and recommend the resue of all cats. You never know you might get rewarded like I was once.

I just had to have my beloved friend Ivy put to sleep, just shy of her 16th birthday. She had developed possible cancer on her tongue, and I could not put her through the trauma of surgery (to remove the tumor — then to find out if it was cancerous) and possible (or not) recovery which would mean several days at the vet’s. Plus weird as it sounds, my 85 year old father is also dying and I am leaving tomorrow to be with him and my mom, and I almost couldn’t cope at the vets with this news about Ivy. I never anticipated an autumn so full of such beauty and such grief side by side. i know I made the right choice for Ivy, she and I know each other and she’s always trusted me but it’s so hard to face. I couldn’t imagine her in a cage in an office, suffering and lonely for me. But today, wow, I can’t stop crying. This all went down this morning….I held her as she was sedated, cried, sang to her, told her how grateful I am for such unconditional love and I will never forget her. I gave her back to the goddess, but I cannot believe she is really physically gone. It was so hard to put her in her blanket and bury her, knowing I had to let go, just one last love, one last look, one last stroke down her softest fur. I am so aware of the empty place of her absence now. I know the grief lessens, and I know it’s all part of what we are all doing here, living and caring and trusting that love prevails. I am grateful to have found this site today while looking for comfort. Thank you everyone and blessings to all of us and our beloved cat friends past future and always present.

Our beautiful little Clyde aged only a little over 5 months was killed on the road outside our front door on Monday. He was hit at high speed and we live in a school zone! We rescued him and his little sister Bonnie from a shelter when they were just 8 weeks old – we are all devastated beyond belief, my husband is trying to get a petition together with neighbours as next it will one of their children, they play on the street. I have had many cats in my lifetime, Clyde was unique in so many ways. I hear people say we should have kept them indoors – I don’t agree – it is a cats nature to play outside and I could not beaqr to hold them hostage indoors like a bird in a cage, 24/7 365 days a year – I’d rather not have pets at all then be so cruel. Thankfully Bonnie never goes near the road and only plays out the back yard. Thank you all for sharing your moving stories my thoughts are with you too.

Karen, I agree about a cat’s nature is to be outside. I lost my cat 1 year today and my grief has not gone away or become any easier.
My other cats don’t want to go outside. I am trying to design a good safe area for them to go out into. There is a company that may help you. The Purfect Fence. I have gotten similar material and will be putting it around my back yard. So sorry for your loss.

Pssssst Scott!

I figure because you monitor this one blog so closely you may not take the time to look at the rest of my site.

You might be interested that you have a fan club now. Check out this post for the details.

FrannyCats

Thank you Scott for your kind words – and I most certainly will look up the Purrfect fencing,

I don’t know if its because of the cold or purely coincidental or because Clyde is no longer here, but Bonnie hasn’t wanted to go out since, unless I have been with her and then its only for a few minutes.

We have this week taken in another cat called Samson who was about to be dropped off at the shelter as his owners no longer wanted him of course you can’t replace your beloved pet but you certainly can help save another.

I am sorry for your pain also Scott, since posting here last week I have read all the threads here, you have given some excellent support here – evey credit and blessing to you x

I did not mean to neglect the other areas of your website. The truth is that I actually have a low tolerance to pain. I barely have enough stamina to read the latest letters that are posted, well alone browse through your site.
Yesterday was difficult. It was the one-year mark of the loss of my cat & friend. I am not the crazy cat lover. I found that having cats makes you a different person. You have to stay calm and still, you learn to notice the slightest of changes, and you learn to appreciate the subtle things of life. I did not learn any of these on my own. Yes, I have to admit my cat taught me everything worthwhile in being human. My aim in writing here is to help others get through some of the bad times.

I do not know if you have room anywhere on your site for the tribute I have been writing for a year about my cat, but when I try to read it, again I cannot get past the first page. The readers of my tribute fall into three groups. One does not get how a loss of a cat could ever mean so much. Then I am the crazy one. The second group read it and cannot get through because it sounds so sad. The last group read it all the way through and get the point. They see the phases of grief management. When writing my comments in here I am trying to make sense of our losses. I hope it helps.

i would love to read your tribute, scott.
in dutch we have a saying that says; shared grief is half of the grief.
one of these days i’ll write my own, for my daan .
he died last friday, and i had peace with it, it was his time, he had become older and older.
but i do miss him dearly.
i have still four other cats walking arond, and i do love them, they all have their own nice habits.
but daan, he was so very special, i was his friend, and he was mine.
yes i’m so grateful fot that, but still…i miss him so much.

I have wanted to let my thoughts of my cat go beyond just myself. I wrote my tribute and was able to find a place here. It should be out in the forum area.
I hope it explains why I read and write so often in this cat site.

we lost our beautiful beautiful big cat yesterday. he was 2 and a half and knocked down by a car. his little brother misses him so much. so do we. its unbearable. we love and miss you big. xxxxxxxx

Well, im only 11 and my first cat went missing… he has been missing for about 4 weeks.. i have gotten very ill and overwhelmed at the fact that my little Smokey isnt waiting at the door for me anymore… his seeet cuddles… i miss and love him so much R.I.P Smokey :’( We think he died because of his heart… but his body has not been found

Please read if you can my previous comments. I wish I could snap my fingers and bring all our friends back. I gave up trying.
I do wish everyone who now has cats will consider protecting them from the world. Give your cats an area that they can’t get beyond. The fencing idea in most cases will work. The netting material is not very expensive and I found many forms of it at Home Depot in the garden area. We all have nothing to loose in trying.

when i first looked into your eyes 14 months ago
your name came to me right away.
you looked sad, I called you “sad eye’s”,sadie for short.
we thought you being so small you were not getting enough food.
so we always picked you up and put you closer to your mama were you drank.
then you grew up and we said she will always be this tiny, she’s so cute like a muffin,”little muffin” my “sade muffin” and jen’s “muffin man”.
you were the most gentlest little thing ever, so teenie and soft.
you always came when I called you, you never bit or scratched me.
the last night I spent with you, I woke up with heartburn around 4am. I wispered your name not too wake jen. you hopped off the window sil and came right to me loving me for what seemed like eternity I laughed and kissed your head softly as you looked at me and purred and kept head butting me, even though i was tired you took me to my happy place.
I ended up taking that day off to deal with the bathroom I saw you once when I was playing my game you hopped up on my lap where I stopped and kissed your head and rubbed your chin that was the last time I ever touched you. the door was open so you could come and go as you please
I called for you after supper time and you didnt come.
I waited till 9:pm before I called you again then I left for the bank and
when I came back, I called out again then one more time before I went to sleep.
your usually at the door waiting for me when i get up for a pee around 2:am and meowing to get in with your cutest little meow, which used to make me laugh. now it pains me so bad. this time you weren’t there.
when I got up in the moring for work you weren’t there waiting for me. so worried I walked in the direction of cats fighting only to find your dead body not 20 feet from your home, your safety.
I carried your lifeless little body to your home and final resting place.
i miss you sadie with all my heart.
I cant stop crying knowing i’ll never see you again.

It hurts me to see the number of comments grow. Many have gone before us with the feeling of loss. I am thankfully at a good time and now I think of how wonderful our cats were and will always be in our memories.
I think the severity of our grief is a tribute to our animals. Then we need to move on and keep their memories in our hearts. I am going to see my friend again some day. We all will.

Yesterday, my baby Emmy was hit by a car on the street.. Right in front of my house. She was our outdoor cat.. She was the sweetest thing and she loved me so much as I loved her.
I can’t look outside without crying more. I have been crying pretty much non-stop for about 27 hours. I don’t know how Im going to deal with going outside.
She had 2 kittens, who are now 7 months old, every night they would go out and sleep with their mama in our garage in their bed. Now, they wait by the door wanting to go out and see their mama.
I miss her so much.. I feel like a baby for crying so much, but I can’t stop. I feel so guilty about her death.
I’m sorry for all of you that have lost a pet.. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to go through so far.
Thanks

Katie, you will cry and not make sense. We feel guilty about feeling sad losing a pet, when the world is so harsh. I have suggested this to others in this situation, write a tribute to your cat. Write down everything you remember about your cat. As you write you will begin to realize why you feel so bad. The more you write you see the volume of things you lost. But you have to laugh if you were hit by a car your cat would not even skip a beat. She would have found a new benefactor. It is not that cats don’t love you I believe they do. I just think cats don’t waste time grieving. A caution I am sending out. Cats are impathic. So if you feel bad your other cats will pick up on that and act accordingly.
You need to protect your other cats. Fence them in or keep them in your home. Write a tribute. Mine is up to 22 pages and I put it on this web site. Enjoy the holidays the best you can and soak up every drop of comfort you can from the kittens. I am sorry any of us have to go through this type of pain. You will make it through.

my cat tiger died last night and i feel very bad about not spending enough time with him…watching him die and try to get up was the most painful thing ever… i will miss u tiger and will always love you r.i.p (god take tiger with you)

My little cat who was only one years old, and the most beautiful and smart cat you have ever seen, died today.He got suddenly ill from pneumonia and i watched him diying infront of my eyes and couldn’t do anything to save him.And worse is that in Macedonia there isnt a place where you can bury them. Horrible.
I miss him so much and my whole family is deeply hurt
We love you sweety!

If you were there at the end for your cat they knew it.
Perhaps if you can bury your cat in your yard or some place quiet and out of the way. From your comment you don’t have pet cemetaries, then you can only do what you can.

dear emilija,
it’s awfull when your cat dies, and more so when he is that young.
i wish you lots of strength.
consider to bury your cat somewhere in a forrest or park, i did sometimes, and it felt good.

My beloved orange tabby, Tony, died suddenly today. He was only 6 years old. He has a sweet, little, heart-shaped face and he was a real lover. He would sleep in my arms at night and put his arm around my neck. If I’d open my eyes to look at him, he was usually looking back at me with love in his eyes. Anytime I would lay down to watch TV, he would jump up on my chest and go to sleep on it, sometimes for hours!! I had taught him to sit up for snacks. He was a real joy and I loved him very much. I just found out from the vet that he died about 2 hours ago and I am beside myself. He took sick about midnite, I took him to an emergency vet and he died about 11 hours later. I’d like to thank God almight for gracing my life with this wonderful pet/friend and the amount of time I was able to have him in my life. What a gift he was for me and what a loss he will be from my life. Goodbye Tonycat. I love you so!!!

So sorry for your grief. It makes me happiest now remembering how wonderful my friend was in life. You will get there in your thoughts someday. Read the early comments in here and they may help you. Keep your head up. Maybe you can rescue a cat in memory of the friend you lost. It really does help.

Thank you Scott for your good wishes. I’ve rescued quite a few kitties in my life, I just don’t feel that my Tonycat is replacable. My cat Fluffy died from diabetic complications when she turned 15. She was a gray persian whom I had from birth. I was so distraught and missed her so that I went out quickly and replaced her with a wonderful tortoise shell I called Patches. Patches loved to run like the wind through the house and would tease me into chasing her so she could show me that she could outrun me anytime she liked. I made sure to take her to the vet every year for her rabies shots. I found out later how dangerous that is because so many cats go through exactly what my poor little Patches went through. At the age of 6, she developed bone cancer in the leg where she always received the rabies shots. I nursed her along for as long as I could, but she died shortly after her 8th birthday. Three weeks before she died, my husband rescued a 3 week old abandoned kitten and brought it home. With a new kitty in the house, we went out to get him a playmate the day after Patches passed away, that’s how Tony came into our lives. We got him as a playmate for Frankie (our tuxedo kitty), but Tony and I became very attached to each other. A little over 2 years ago, my husband rescued a black cat 5 months old that was near death. We kept him and named him Sammy and Frankie and Sammy have become wonderful buddies. I’ve had other kitties over the years, but one other very special one…Muffin. She was orange and white and beautiful and devoted to me. She died almost 10 years ago and I still grieve her loss. I just can’t imagine after losing Fluffy, Muffin, Patches and now Tony getting another kitty. It hurts to lose a pet. It’s devastating to lose a pet that looks at you with love in it’s eyes and is really devoted to you. These four in particular were devoted to me and I just can’t imagine any kitty no matter how wonderful replacing my beloved Tonycat who was taken from me so suddenly. It was so hard to go to bed last night knowing he wouldn’t be there waiting for me so he could crawl into my arms and start purring and kneading. I can’t even stand to think becoming close with another devoted kitty who I might someday lose. I’ve lost too many. My husband and I have rescued 10 strays in our lifetimes, either from the streets or from animal shelters’s. We have two of them still with us. All the rest have broken our hearts by passing on. I can’t take the thought of gaining one more only to lose it. Maybe I’ll change my mind someday, but I just don’t think I will. Thank you again for your thoughts and support.

My name is Johnny. I have had 2 rare devon rexes for years. David was old. and Buddy is still young and alive. 3 days ago David went
missing, he is an inside cat, but I let him out alittle. My mom didnt tell me he was dead
but kept it a secret from me for 3 days. I went over my neighbors house and asked where my cat was. And she told me alittle. I confronted my mom. And she said my male next door neighbor backed out and killed him, My mom and him buried him in front of my neibors house. She wrapped him in a sheet and put a tree on top of his grave. I have been crying
for over 3 days. Im 31 with alot of health issues. And I wish God would resurect him.
Thank god I have buddy, davids son still. Hes is a true angel and young still. Hes never allowed outside ever again. David was a hairy
spinx the austin powers cat. I wake up wishing
he was still sleeping on my side so i can kiss him. Im so hurt that im going to see my shrink. Cats are more loving than dogs to me.
I just pray there is heaven for animals. R.i.p
my beloved David

I believe there is a place that pets go when they die. I believe they are all such special creatures there just has to be. I don’t know what will become of me, but my cat was the purest and most honorible. So, nothing so special could ever just disappear.
I know in my heart if he can he will save me a spot beside him so we can be together always.
Nothing about death is really wonderful, but it is a constant reminder of how precious life is and how fortunete we are to share the love of a dear animal.

Willow is 6 and she is my best friend, we love each other so much. Last week she stopped eating and my husband an i took her to the vets… over the days shes had all kinds of tests and we are told she has FIP. I insisted that the vet try a new drug I found on the net, we brought her home yesterday but she got worse so took her back to the hospital. The medicine arrives tomorrow but many websites say that it doesn’t work. She’s so thin and so unhappy and I so want her to live, but I don’t think she will. A week ago Willow and I sat talking to each other and hugging and now she lays close to death and I can’t stop the tears.

Our cat, Purrdy, was put to sleep yesterday following complications with a predisposed condition. She was basically born with an ailment that allowed her to live for ten good years with my wife and I. She provided us with so much joy and comfort. She was more than just a pet, she was one of the family. Every time we had to go somewhere and leave them, they would hate us for days upon our return, but they always forgive. She will be truly missed, but time heals all. She will always hold a special place in our hearts.
In loving memory of Purrdy. Born Sep/Oct 99, died Jan 19, 2009. We love you pookie.

Hi, my cat who was 22 yrs old just died last Friday, March 13th from kidney failure. I knew it was coming, but I didn’t want to prepare myself for her death. Now I am looking for a non -biodegradable casket so I can bury her at my relatives place on their acreage, but I haven’t been able to find a casket on-line, except wooden ones. Any suggestions?

Jodie, since this comments thread is already so long, I’ve given your question the consideration it needs with its own blog. You’ll find my reply here.

I wanted to keep the whole burial process personal and intimate. Therefore, this is what I would do. Find that appropriate sized wooden box that will hold your cat perfectly. Decorate it with soft things add toys if you want. Then close the box shut with a good strong lid. Then I would dig a good-sized hole in the ground. Mix a good amount of concrete and poor it into the bottom of the hole. Fit the box into the concrete. You can make this a one or two-step process if you want. The one-step would be to push the box completely into the concrete until the whole thing is covered. Alternatively, the two-step process would be to push the box down into the concrete only as deep at the top of the box. When the concrete hardens put your cat into the box and seal it shut. Mix more concrete and cover the wooden box completely now. Then when the concrete hardens, refill the hole with dirt. That box and your cat will be incased in concrete forever.

We just lost our cat Toby today. I am surprised at how much this hurts. We had him for just shy of 10 years. he was the best pet we have ever had.I know I will get over this. but it feels like loosing my best friend. if you are reading this and you to have just lost your special friend. I know how you feel and I grieve with you.

Today was a sad day for me… I had to put my sweet Redo to sleep. His legacy? He taught me how to love cats. I was a “dog” person- 100% dog person. I bought a house to “flip” and the seller took his dogs and left his cat. (Thus the name Redo) I brought him home– and the rest is history. He was 13 at that time, and he was 16 years old when he died… I will forever thank him for “training” me- and he will be missed dearly. I never in a million years thought that I would own a cat, let alone cry my eyes out all day…. Redo occupied a special spot in my heart….for three wonderful years.

Becky, I write many times in here. So sorry you lost your friend. Usually it is not the number of years that matter. Please take a trip to a cat shelter give another cat a second chance. You are not alone there are a lot of people that have written to this site and many more who are the property of a cat or two.

I don’t like God very much today – I guess we will see where He stands tomorrow or the next day. My beautiful cat Dora (short for Pandora) had to be put to sleep yesterday (April 15, 2009). She was just a stone’s throw over 17. I got her when I was 27 & she was 9 months. She was all white, majestic, funny, & loving. She loved to hug. I would pick her up, sling her over my shoulder, and she would snuggle my right side of my neck so deep and so purposeful – like a hug. I can feel her hug anytime that I need to & I will need to from time-to-time. Don’t tell my husband, but she was my best friend – I could tell her everything & she would listen for as long as she could stand it, take a break, and come back for more when she was ready. I am having a hard time understanding why things have to die & where that thing that makes my cat unique goes. I want to say the thing is her soul, but Christianity teaches that animals have no soul. I sure wish they did & that I could see her, my other cat Pudge that died last June, and all my other animals of my childhood in Heaven when God calls me home. Now that would be Heaven! I think Dora was my last pet – I don’t think I can put another pet to sleep. My only wish is that she wasn’t afraid. I didn’t want her to be afraid.

A Friend sent me this connection, because I a facing the “imminent” demise of a Kitty I have had for 16 years. Patches was a gift, from my Boyfriend’s daughter,on his Birthday, 16 yrs ago. John passed away, on April 30, 2006, from Congestive Heart Failure, and Lung Cancer. Patches, and my 4 other Cats, have been my constant “comfort” since then, thru good times and bad, (mostly bad)
Patches recently underwent an extremely fast weight loss, and has problems with her appetite. I have noticed that her Teeth are brown, and probably hurting her. I try each day, to find something she will eat, and it breaks my Heart, every time sha refuses it, and its a small Victory, when she does eat something (mostly Mushe Baby Food, so she does not have to chew.
The other day, she wanted her favorite Treats, so badly that she crunched them down, even though I could see she was having problems with chewing them.
My bigest Heartbreak is that I am unemployed, and do not have a car to take her to the Vet, which is 10 miles away. I know I will not be able to have her cremated, when she goes to the Rainbow Bridge.(I have two other Cats, twins DC and Molly, in little cedar boxes, up on the Mantle. They lived to 15 and 16~1/2, respectively)
Patches is such a sweet Baby, and yesterday, she even slurped~down some Cherry Vanilla ice cream, which, at 6 teaspoonsful, was the most she had eaten in days.
She crawls under the covers, every nite, and sleeps propped~up next to me. Last nite, she even pushed her way under the covers, without me being there! Look at the “Brain” on her!!!
Like most of you, I know someone who does not think that Cats are “Family” (says I “waste” my money on them!) Well, I consider that having a Cat for 16, 15, 10, 8, and 4 years, a “Child”. These are the ages of my 5, and I know I will probably go through this same feeling, for many more times,in my life.
But I Cherish each and every moment I have with them, and wish to extend my feelings out to other people who have similar feelings and emotions. Its “OK” to LOVE an Animal. The Comfort and Joy they give back is truly “Worth It”.
Thanks, Gary, for turning me on to this website!
With Love,
Purrmomma

Some people write their thoughts down in here to purge them. I did at first and now I do it to honor my lost cat friend.

Dawn, I really know how bad it feels and I know most of your thoughts on losing your cat. If you can stand it read the other 100 or so entries in here. I have suggested writing down a tribute and rescueing a cat from a shelter. Do it to honor your cat and to give another cat a new life.

Carol, you were writing about your cat not eating because of tooth pain. If your cat is still around you need to buy “Nutracal”. It taste good to a cat. It comes in a tube and is filled with protein, vitamins and other esentuals. It will build your cats strength back up. Also make sure your cat drinks plenty of water.

We moved to the corner of a subdivision on the edge of town near the county park 6 years ago, where traffic would assumedly be very light, near the county shelter. Cats seem to show up regularly, some are assumedly people’s pets stealing food, while some are likely abandoned cats, whom we take to the shelter during normal business hours. We can’t take any more, because we have three already, and one is home bound, a blind cat with FELV (8 yo now!). After seeing the way some idiots will drive (no matter where you live) we suggested to the mayor a ’speed hump’ – a compromise for speed control, comfort, and snowplows. The mayor agreed and suggested it to the road department. After faithfully paying my property and ad valorem taxes in this city for 6 years, today, there still is no speed hump.
A calico buff tortoiseshell cat showed up 11-9-2006 right after our only child’s birth. We got her spayed and vaccinated. I cut a cat-size hole in the door of my workshop and fixed her a warm place in my old recliner to spend the winters at. I named her Wow because it seemed to make the baby smile whenever I said her name. Wow liked to come in and sit on an empty lap, or up on your shoulder and cuddle. She let the baby learn how to treat cats, not to pull, pinch, she was very forgiving, mellow, tolerant. Our son learned to walk, play outside with Wow, call her, talk to her, feed her. Then Friday before supper, we heard her crying out front. She was huddled or bowing across the front door threshold with a fractured skull and badly broken jaw. A car had gotten her. The vet said her injuries were nearly a day old. We got the IV going and the blood work, X-rays, pain medicine, then said goodnight. The vet called this morning and she was gone. We brought her home in one of those cool cardboard ‘cat coffins’ and buried her in the backyard where they played. The reason I’m writing this is that I somehow had to figure out exactly in gory detail what she went through. And I can’t figure out why this world is so – random? I can’t figure out why this cat had to go through that. This makes me myself feel small, random, and insignificant. We tend to believe we are greater than we are. My 3 y.o. boy helped me bury her with the same zeal, excitement, and enthusiasm as when we planted the garden a month ago. As long as he got to do it with Daddy. I don’t know what to do.

James you are a braver man than I am. I still can’t get my head around how bad my cat’s trauma was. I read all the entries in here and try and write something back that might be helpful. After all I have written about keeping cats behind some kind of enclosure. My neighbor and I have been taking care of two stray cats. One for over three years. He has been fixed and spends most of his time in a very quiet old fashion housing developement 20’s style. The second cat is male and unfixed. He isn’t a year old yet. He might has well be a house cat. He is the sweetest male cat stray I have ever seen. He eats twice as much food as my own indoor cats. He choose us to be his humans. Now we have to get him fixed. I just don’t have room for more than my already 4 cats. He needs a home and I fear that he will be hit by a car before I get him to the vet.
I suspect that if you read all 100 or so notes in here and the other articles it will help you get through what makes life so precious and sometimes painful.

An ode to Captain, my beautiful boy cat. He lost
his life yesterday after being struck by a vehicle. He was only 4 years old and was just settling into life at our new home. I am heartbroken.
My gut hurts, I’m confused and I miss him dearly. He never caused a fuss, never made me mad and above all was such a warm, loving character.
He was my good friend, a loyal companion and a massive part of my life.
He is outlived by sisters Tibbi and Button.
We all miss you boy, rest in peace now dear bear-cat.
Captain Gregg 24-12-04 to 15-5-09.

As I struggle to write this through flowing tears, my almost 16-year old cat, Mia, has been missing for three days. She’d been diabetic for the past two years and I had not been giving her her insulin shots as regularly as I should’ve been (sometimes she just wasn’t around when it was time!) The last time I saw was midnight on Monday evening and I fed her half a can of her favorite Fancy Feast food…. if I’d only known it would be the last time I saw her. I KNEW she wouldn’t be around forever, but I always assumed it would be a case of taking her to the vet to be “put out of her misery”, which I wasn’t looking forward to but could at least handle due to the “humane-ness” of it. But this sudden disappearance is just unbearable, 1) because she used to sneak out of the backyard (we’ll never know how she did it!) and then would come traipsing back in hours later like, “What?”, and 2) because I know she’s probably out back behind our house in a greenbelt area that separates the houses on our street from a concrete city creek. The fact that I know she’s probably out there laying in the underbrush somewhere just KILLS me and I’m becoming obsessed with trying to clear all the growth and find her little body so at least I can bury her in our yard. It’s the not knowing that is so hard to bear…. I was mentally and emotionally prepared for the inevitable end-of-the-road visit to the vet’s, but not this. I swear I keep waiting for her to show up in the back yard or on the front porch, and when she doesn’t, I just start crying all over again. I’m trying to get to a “Zen” place about this, because I believe in the whole “ashes to ashes, dust to dust” thing, but this is sooo hard.

Our beloved cat Simon dissapeared three days ago. He was only one year old, we miss him so much, and so does his brother Jaspur. We looked everywhere for him, and can’t imagine where he could be. I pray he is safe.

If you have swept the neighborhood and can’t find your cat Simon. Do the search again. Call his name of do the calls that brought him to you in the past. If you don’t live where predator animals are he will be okay. Your cat Simon will come back. It knows you, the food, and where he lives. I hope Simon was a neutered male, if not it may take a long time for his return. Now is the time of hope. Leave food outside for your cat incase he comes home when you are not there. Put an item of his and yours outside as well.
Then when he comes back keep him safe. Good luck.

I lost the absolute love of my life today.

I’m too broken up to say much, but I’m glad I found this site…I will come back and find comfort here and hopefully be able to talk about my little bunnybear….
P-nut, I will miss you…my life will be so empty without you. Thank you for loving me SO unconditionally over the years we’ve had. You were the BEST friend I have ever or will ever have.

i am only 11 and myy cat has gone missing for 2 days he is only 1 we dont know if he is dead or just missing ?
we all miss him very much .
and we cant cope .
its so sad not living with him he makes the home well homeley .
please tell me what i can do too get this off myy mind i cant stop thinking about it .

Demi, don’t give up hope. Two days is not a very long time for a cat. Cats stay hidden in the day time and don’t travel. They really only move around at night. Walk around your neighborhood around the time you fed your cat. Call it’s name. Put some of your cats toys and things that your cat liked around your outside doors if you can. If your cat isn’t injured they will come back. They know where the food is and the comfort.

We got a knock on the door yesterday evening from a neighbour who saw our cat Harvey get hit by a car. We went looking for him and I eventually found him lying under a bush but he didnt make it. I cradled him in my arms and felt helpless as there was nothing I could do. He used to follow us around everywhere and was so loving all he wanted was our company. I never knew I would get this upset over a a cat , I miss him so much. My partner Tuz is in bits he followed her around like a shadow and would even try to talk to her with a head nudge or making a noise and twisting his neck and looking at her with love hearts in his eyes. He even used to wait at the gate for her when she finished work. Harvey we will never forget you please look after him in heaven

So much pain and suffering.

Does anyone read through these comments and learn anything before it is too late?

I get a feeling that even a loss of one cat won’t motivate some people to protect the ones that are left.

Our cat Benny lost his fight to remain with us yesterday he was 18 years & 10 months old. I watched his mother giving birth to him 6 hours after his brother & sister. We always thought he had some brain damage, he seemed a little slow on the uptake sometimes. My son fell in love with him & dispite having three cats at that time we invited Benny to stay with us. Thats all you can do with cats & if you are fortunate they allow you to share their life. He had a happy healthy life despite having a heart murmour diognosed 2003,then in recent years he was partially deaf, hsd very few teeth & lost his meow. He hadnt been well for about 6 weeks with an upper respitatory infection. Dispite having four types of medicaion a day & regular visits to the vet his time had come & he passed away in his sleep. We hope he will meet up with Pebbles our other cat whom we had to have put to sleep five years ago. She had a tumour that couldn’t be opperated on. Benny cried for months to the wall at the bottom of the stairs for her, it was so sad to witness. Were crying now, my lap is empty, he was the last one. God bless Benny we will miss you, xx

Pauline you are one of my cat care heroes. Your story although a little sad shows how much we will do to provide a safe and loving home for a cat.
Sorry for your loss. I hope you can find a new sheltered cat to rescue.

today my baby blacky got ran over on the road. the thing is, we live down a very long driveway and usually our cats are no where near this road. but for some reason or kitten had walked all the way to the road and early in the morning was ran down. our dog was barking at the road and when my mom went to work had seen him laying there. i had the bad task of burrying him because both parents were at work. i let the mother and father cat smell him and see him to say goodbye. he was in very good shape for being ran over. he was not bloody or anything. i pet him for a long time crying very hard asking why he had went all the way to the road. i burried him with wild flowers that my mom had planted in the garden. i also lost a very beautiful white long hair male cat named gizmo last year. he looked like that alien thing named gizmo off that one movie. he died of liver failur and couldn’t eat,drink, or move right before he died. we would find him stuck in the kitty litter box just laying there not moving. it was the most saddest thing i had to deal with along with burrying our black kitten. for people reading this and want advice on how to deal with your animals death the only thing i can tell you is that after time you will get through it. writting a long story and sharing your feelings on sites like this also helps. i feel like as im typing this alot of sad emotion is being released and i dont feel so bad anymore. talking about it to my parents when they get home from work will also help. thanks for reading

I am sad for the loss. I check this site almost every day. I don’t really know why. I just know I feel better about losing my cat when the letter entry count does not go up. when a new entry does come in I pause, take a deep breath and read the latest. I wish I had some great power to return life back to all these cats. What I take from all this is never forget how short life is. Always think your cats can die and leave us at anytime, especially when we least expect it. Take care of your cats they are special creatures.

hello my cat just passed away from heart failure a week ago. I tried to get him to the vet to have him put down as this was his third episode in three weeks. It was too late and he passed in ny back seat of car. Can you tell me if he suffered, if so how much and how long??? Did he know I was there with him???

Hello there I was wondering if you could help me with my question. My wonderful cat/friend just past away a week ago with congestive heart failure. It was his third episode in three weeks so I tried to get him to the vet in time to be put down peacefully but it was too late and he passed in my car. I wanted to know if he suffered and if so how long and I wondered if he knew I was there. Please tell me what you think because I cant cope with these emotions. thankyou

Tracy..
I am not a vet so I can’t speak medically about the many ways our friends are taken away. All I can do is to tell you what I know. After reading all of these letters one sure thing stands out clearly, there is no good way to die. I can’t even talk about the way my cat died. It has been nearly 3 years now and the mere thought of it pushes my thoughts into a very dark hole. So my suggestion is this, keep your thoughts far away from wondering how good or bad was the death. I wrote a note in here some time ago about my cat and cats in general. My cat wouldn’t have wasted one second thinking about death. He lived every minute of his life to fullest a cat could. From taking a nap in a sunny window to chasing a cat toy across the room. I have suggested many times in here to write a tribute or adopt a needy cat. I know for a fact my cat would have wasted no time adopting a new human if I had died that day instead of him.

One of my gorgeous cats Cuggles passed away this morning, aged 14. Its so difficult, we had her brother Tabbie, and and still have her daughter, Fatcat… The name speaks for itself! Tabbie had a stroke 5 years ago and managed to live 2 years after bless his heart, I wasn’t living at home when he passed so I never really grieved and I’m doing it for both now! The last few days have been spent trying to get Cuggie to eat and drink but having breathing problems and weighing next to nothing I thought yesterday about having her put to sleep today as she couldn’t even stand up. At 4.59am she climbed onto my bed and let out a big meow, at first I thought she wanted attention but when she lost control of her bladder I knew that was it. I held her in my arms until she took her last breath When I think back however, we were preparing for this day probably exactly 14 years ago when she was a kitty, her mum had to be put to sleep, with the litter only 2 weeks old we had to hand raise them and Cug’s was never suspected to live as she had health problems we didn’t even name her or arrange a home for her… Such a little fighter. We always suspected she would have health problems later in life as she never grew to the full size of an adult cat and certainly didnt act like one, but it just goes to show! I’m so lucky I still have Fatcat but it wont be the same without the “little princess” the house feels so empty! But I know Tabbie is looking after her now and that both of them will live on in our hearts!

i just lost my cat Velcro on Friday i am very saddenned and heart broken,i had him for 17 years and i had to put him down because he became paralyzed his back legs weren’t functioning,he had a heart problem,the vet said that there was nothing he could do.i will never get over his death and i had him creamated so he can be buried with me when i die.He was my best friend and i will miss him forever.I love you Vel, always my angel in heaven

Today is the one year anniversary of me coming home to find Mortimer, dead in the guestroom, and only a year and a half old. I still miss him terribly, and don’t “get” why others don’t understand my mourning him. Bad day.

Becky, at least I understand. It must have been terrible to find your babe that way. There are just as many different cat lovers as there are non cat lovers. Everyone I have talked to about my loss barely understand a fraction of my grief. My wife and I are the only ones who understand. Her pain is worse because she had to pick my baby up off the street and take him to the vet after he was hit by a car. I was out of town. My pain is that I should have been home for him. I feel I could have prevented it or at least been with him at the end. I loved my cat and I know he loved me. It makes me start to cry even now after 3 years. You see no one really can understand what we are going through. Mainly because cats bond with people in a very special way. That way can’t be explained or understood it just is. I have been posting thing on this site ever since my friend died. Read what I have written and realize you are not alone.

Hi, I’m caitlin I’m 12 years old and right now i am sat on the computer with my 2 of three cats. 1 of them is called sox and recently her eye had swollen and has only just gone down but about half an hour ago she was in the kitchen and she knocked over a glass and it smashed ans she ran into the living room whilst i went to clean it up. i came back only to find blood everywhere, I examined her and couldnt find a cut and then went to clean up her eye. Thinking that the liquid underneath it was pus I cleaned it only to find that it was blood. Now she keeps on falling off tables and stuff and im scared that she may have brain damage, she is one year older than me so 14 (im 13 in a few weeks) I love her so much and i know that she must have to go soon because of her old age, but i just keep telling her to go to sleep forever then there is no pain

pumkin was a very handsome cat, he was coming of age, to explain why they threw him out in the middle of winter. instead of having him fixed. the young girl gave him food on the side. then the whole family moved away. it was acouple of weeks on his own without food, shelter or love.pumkin got very ill. i got medicine for him, but, he still had to stay outside. he did get wel. when i seen his leg go up ,he was washing, it was the greatest. he was a target here,a neighbor was poisioning him, but, mistaken identity, ran over on purpose.thinking he was their cat.he didnt make it even to his first birthday. i loved him, this june 19,2009 was the first year anniversary of his cruel death

I think I may have found my cure to needing to check the new comments every day. The latest ones have been dark with nothing hopeful or positive to add. I hope we all can just survive and maybe save a cat along the way.

My simease cat was killed last night by a dog were dog sitting. The dog is going back home wheather my daughter in law can keep it or not. Our little kitty was about 4 months old and the prettiest kitty Ive ever seen. This is just heartbreaking!