Time Passing By and Fear of Failure *Triggers*

[Jaquaia]

She needs to see a vet asap if it's pyometra. They should be able to do an emergency spay if it's not too bad.

[OldMike]

[selena]

Thank you for kind words.

[rose]

Oh Selena, can you get your cat to a vet?

[Paula]

Take her to the vets, then you'll know your options, you can't just leave her like that

[Suzi]

Oh hunni, I hope you've got an appointment..

[selena]

My princess died in the morning. I called vet emergency, but nothing could have been done, it was too late. He injected her a kind of vet painkillers. I spent all night near her, I payed and cried all my tears and I saw her dying in front of me.

I'm simply devastated, I wish give up anything:my work and other interests, just can't forget her last dying moment. Thinking rationally, I know that I fought until the end and the vet said is a miracle she survived so long time after had been diagnosed first. I know it's just an animal, but it was My Cat and she meant to me a lot. Sincerely if my father had died, I wouldn't have cried. It's terribly sounding, but he did nothing for me and simply did not care at all about me, while my cat meant everything to me and 'supported' me in her way.

I'll love her forever, she was so educated, fine and delicate. Russian blue breed, although it doesn't matter, because I adopted her. Her mother was in the street and then killed by someone. I really wanted to have this kitten, she chose me as her master and I chose her. The day I wanted to adopt her she vanished, someone had taken it from my street. I prayed to find her and in a wonderful way I found her without even knowing she was there, but this time God's will ( if there is a supreme power) was different.

I just can't forget her dying image, although her death was not hard, but seeing her last convulsions, I think I could go crazy with everything... I hope it will change with time, I just can't stop crying and tomorrow there is work at office.

I really don't know how I resisted today until midday. I buried her near the grave of my grandad, who I loved a lot. I buried her under the tree and gave her my last kiss.

My mother went with me and she thinks I must want go on at least for her. But she is also devastated.

My cat didn't like seeing me crying or depressed, she came by my side and touched me or rose her melodical voice. I've had some bad dreams about her around a month ago, but just didn't pay attention.

I'm feeling again the lumps and I'm really confused. Due to say, someone recommended me a good medical centre with good specialists and equipment. I'll consider it, but who knows what is going to happen to me next. And I'm really afraid of any eventual medical surgery. I just didn't learn how to accept death and how to die.
Last time I felt so broken was my grandad's death in my teen ages. But at that time there was a hope. And now there is nothing more...

And thank you all for support, I've been really lucky to have found this place and all "team".

My apologises for any grammar mistakes.

[Paula]

oh sweetheart I'm so very, very sorry. I know and understand how heartbreaking losing your furrbaby is for anybody. I wish I could say something that would help, but nothing can at the moment. I wish you didn't have this heartbreak and I'll be praying for some comfort for you

[selena]

Thank you.

People are often feeling like losers, but I'm feeling like "cursed".

Some days ago my cat got into my neighbour's apartment basement ( I'll put this photo later on FB). Nothing seemed strange, but it was first time she tried to hide. I've learned that cats usually hide before death.

with my mother is more difficult. She always blames herself and this affects me a lot.

[Angie]

I'm so sorry hunni, our furbabies our like family to us.