I joined this forum in 2003. I lost my whole furry family that year. ...
Today, my cat Mai died. I had had her for 7 or 8 years. I got her from the shelter. Every night she snuggled in my lap. She was a tiny thing, but she kept me warm.
I feel like this is my fault. I feel like a really bad pet parent. I didn't realize she was sick and I should have realized she was sick. Last night she did not snuggle me, would not come when I called her. She was curled up next to a space heater in a bathroom. It was bitterly cold here yesterday, and I just thought...
When I picked her up this morning, I knew something was terribly, dreadfully wrong. She just felt so limp and small. She likes being held, but this was not a relaxed feeling, it was weak. And so I called the vet and they said they could see her this afternoon. So I went to work. WHen I came home to take her to vet, I couldn't find her, she didn't come. And then I found her dead under the bed....
I hate that she died alone.
I hate that I didn't know....