Sadly, I have to come back today to tell you that we have lost another baby.
Our beautiful boy, Shaun, a brown tabby Maine Coon died today. He was hit by a car. My husband found him at the side of the road.
Shaun was only 2 years old. Earlier this year, we had a real scare when the vet told us that Shaun may be dying from lymphoma. A biopsy revealed that there were no abnormal cells, and we were delighted that we were given more time to be with him.
But not much longer, as it happened.
We have just taken his body to the cemetery. His ashes will be interred there on Thursday morning.
We had 5 cats and have just acquired a little dog. We love them all dearly, but Shaun really was our baby and we were always very protective of him.
This is very different from when I lost Ammy, who was euthanased at 16 years old. I felt terrible guilt, but eventually realised that I had done the kindest thing. This time I had no control and no chance to say goodbye. Yesterday I groomed him; if someone had said "this will be the last time you do this", how would it have felt?
My husband is devastated too. We are finding this so very very hard.
