I wasnt going to publicize this but, its hard to keep it inside. Raegan hasnt been doing good lately. He has slowed down a lot. He sleeps more than ever (which I didnt know was possible). He doesnt jump up on things so well anymore, often missing his mark the first time. He doesnt wander around meowing at nothing anymore. He doesnt beg for food or attention. And my biggest concern, hes lost a lot of weight. I can feel his spine. I can now see and feel his hip bones. He doesnt even seem to be bothered by his allergies nearly as much anymore. And its all happening so rapidly. I worry constantly about him. I am so scared that the end is coming...sooner than I ever expected. I used to joke and say, knowing my luck, he will live til hes 20. Now Im praying he makes it to 12. And 13. And 25. And forever. Losing a pet is hard enough. But I think when you are single and alone, its even worse. Hes my boyfriend. Hes my best friend. Hes my funny man. Hes my bedtime snuggle bunny. Hes my lap blanket. He doesnt judge. He doesnt get mad at my mistakes. He doesnt believe things about me that arent true. He doesnt feel hate or anger or resentment. He doesnt feel jealousy or envy or wrath. He just loves me...unconditionally. So when the time does come, as prepared as Im trying to be, I am going to be more heart-broken than I have ever been in my whole life. Im going to miss him so much. And Im going to be so lonely. And Im going to feel like it will never get better. All I can hope for is that its peaceful. And hes curled up and comfortable in a favorite spot. And that he knows how much he has meant and will always mean to me, and just how loved he is. Its alright, children. Life is made up of meetings and partings. That is the way of it.. ~~Kermit the Frog
Posted on: Mon, 28 Jul 2014 21:28:59 +0000
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