It's been 23 days since you got sick and 21 since we lost you. My heart is broken. You were only 11 days away from your 2nd birthday. It's not fair!!! You were supposed to have many more years with us. I miss you terribly. It's just not the same without you. Rameses misses you too. He meows for you everyday. And though he's stopped wandering around the house looking for you, now he just stares out the window all day long. I miss you stealing all of the pens and twistie-ties off the counter. I miss you talking back to me in that defiant little kitty-voice when you were doing something you weren't supposed to. I miss you chewing holes in my sweaters and never giving me a moment's peace. I miss you following me to the kitchen every morning like clockwork and watching me cook dinner every night from your perch on the microwave. I miss going to bed with you every night and waking up with you every morning. I miss everything about you. What I wouldn't give to have you back. The Dr's still don't know why you got sick. It was so sudden and so aggressive, your poor little body didn't have a chance. I still see you there, looking into my eyes, telling me how much it hurt and how hard it was for you to breathe. I knew the moment I looked at you, lying under the blanket, receiving oxygen because you couldn't breathe on your own. I knew that it wasn't going to be ok. I hope that you can forgive me for not being there when they put you down. I just couldn't bear it. Your Daddy wants to get Rameses a new companion...it's heartbreaking, seeing him so terribly lonely. I agreed on one condition...we had to get a girl. I think that he'll like her. I'm not sure that you would, but that's because I know how you hate to share my lap!!! Anyway, we're going to pick her up this weekend. Her name will be Kaya. I miss you so much, little man. You will be forever in my heart, and I know that you are a part of my soul. One day we'll be together again.
All my love,
Mommy

I'm so sorry about your loss.

My beloved dog passed away suddenly to an unexpected illness on Satruday. Many of your words rang true for me to. Why did this have to happen?

Your furbaby was even younger than mine, so I can imagine the devastation you must feel.
Mine was 9,. She would have probably had at least 4 or five more years.

I know the feeling of looking at them at the vet's knowing full well that things are not going to be ok. Not ever.

Sudden loss is unbearable.

You are not alone.

Jessica, you did a wonderful job of describing your loss and I am glad you are getting a new companion!
Love,
Patti

Thank you all so much for your support. It has helped tremendously to know that I am not alone in my grief. I wish you all the best and my heart goes out to you and all of your own soulmates who have passed. I'll post pictures of my Kilo as soon as I get some more developed. He truly was an amazing, beautiful little creature. And SO vocal for such a little guy!!! He weighed in at 5 lbs and he was almost two years old. He had the biggest, bluest most beautiful eyes! Such a treasure.