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I was looking at some pictures again which had been taken shortly after his death. Hadn't done so for three weeks coz there was simply no time to get into contact with my sadness at the end of the day.
Actually, I'm glad I took these pics. Now that I have his ashes here, I need to remind...
I got his ashes back yesterday. They are all gathered in a little black urn for animals who weighed about 2,5 kilos at the time of their death. The urn is not decorated at all, which is fine with me. I don't need images of paws and hearts and stuff on it. So, the guy at the cemetery gave me a...
It's already been a week since he died.
(watching the snow, 2018)
This time last week, I was sitting on the sofa, unable to leave his dead body, which was still warm then. I had closed his eyes and cleaned his nose to wipe away the mucus, running out of it slowly but incessantly. It would...
I've made it to the year 2018 today. This will be a very fat photo book, but I don't care. If I don't remember him, nobody will, and he does of course deserve the very best treatment, even post mortem.
(This thought makes me hope that his body is treated respectfully at the cremation site. I...
It really hit me hard today. It's been almost 10 years, so that's quite a lot of time, and years are passing by, and suddenly someone you have shared these years with, is gone forever. What does that do to all those shared years? They are now, like your companion, slowly sinking into oblivion...
It's the first weekend after his death, and I have plunged into a very deep sadness today.
I am feeling sorry that I couldn't help him, and that he can't help me any longer. Life presents itself devoid of any meaning at all. This seems to be a phase, as everyone says, but I am sure that such...
Rest in peace, little man. You will always be remembered.
* 2010
t 3.11.2021
(picture taken on Nov, 2nd 2021)
it's over.
he is gone now and will never return.
life will never be the same again.
he is missed and will be missed forever.
It's noon, and since this early morning, eventually, time is running out for him, the course has been set.
I called in sick today, so that I can spend his final hours with him together, even though, most of the time, he is hiding under the sofa as usual.
The vet will be here this evening, and...
It's 1 am and i need to decompress. Just returned from the emergency service at the animal clinic. My cat was breathing through his open mouth again, plus the chronic rhinitis has returned, which means that he is sneezing constantly, mucus flying out of his nose everywhere.
Two days ago, i had...
This morning I thought he would die. He was lying on the window sill in the kitchen, on his side, purring non-stop, eyes wide open, looking somewhere, mouth open, breathing heavily in and out. I was putting my hand on his back and his eyes were moving towards me, and then looking at me, but he...
I am staying home today to keep an eye on him. Outside it's sunny most of the time, and the trees are still loosely foliated in yellow and green, but they won't be next week. It'll be all gone by then. I had two sunny days last week, so I am not complaining. I'm gonna cook these quinces here...
... has happened, days come and go. If you are in need of some excitement, better don't continue reading.
Positive developments: He still eats nicely. He was able to kick the older cat away from the food, just with his head. Amazing, as he has regained the alpha male position when it comes...
It's the small things that make us happy here. Today he was eating quite a lot despite his feeble condition. I'd say about 100gr of renal cat food and two or three bites from the other cat's bowl. Excuse my product placement, but without this renal cat food, we would be in real trouble. He came...
He has spent most of the day under the sofa. It's actually quite a nice place to hide and relax. When I check on him, he is either sitting there crouchedly on all fours or is lying on his side looking pretty good. He hasn't had a fever for a few days. When I talk to him, he responds and...
It is not a good day for him. There are moments when he is just sitting apathically on a spot, be it the table or the floor, as if waiting to be picked up and healed by someone. Unfortunately, I cannot do that. Nobody can. His nose is running non-stop, and there is a little rustle in his lungs...
