For those who don't read my other journal, we found out today that our cat Max has terminal cancer. We don't know how long he has, but we're going to just go with the flow. He'll let us know when it's time to let him go.
This has been a terrible summer. We've lost so many friends in our circle - I'm beginning to wonder if I'm some kind of Typhoid Mary - everything I touch, everything I love seems to be dying at the moment. And don't talk to me about getting a new cat. I don't want a new cat. I want my cat.
I know it sounds childish, but it's so not fair. Why does it have to hurt so much?
This has been a terrible summer. We've lost so many friends in our circle - I'm beginning to wonder if I'm some kind of Typhoid Mary - everything I touch, everything I love seems to be dying at the moment. And don't talk to me about getting a new cat. I don't want a new cat. I want my cat.
I know it sounds childish, but it's so not fair. Why does it have to hurt so much?
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We're going to enjoy the time we have left, and cherish his memory.
Thanks for the kind thoughts and words.
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yeh. there were other things I could say, but none of them sound at all good to me right now, so we'll stick with what we know.
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On the 'get a new cat' thing. I've had people do that too, when I've lost pets. Mostly I think it's a kind of brain fart, brought about by a mental shutdown due to not knowing how to respond to tragedy. I'll bet they kick themselves later! My opinion is like yours; there is only one Max and you'll miss him because he's unique and special. Whoever said pets can be swapped one for another, never had pets, IMHO.
*hugs both Max and Val*
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