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Just a Sad Bit on the Loss of a Pet  

gypsygirl0791 54F
20 messages
6/7/2020 16h13
Just a Sad Bit on the Loss of a Pet


I just need a place to write. Nothing sexual here, I just need to get out what I'm feeling.

When I woke up this morning, I didn't think I'd be giving the vet permission to euthanize my old boy Murphy by day's end.

Murphy was my tuxedo cat. Seventeen years old, not a mean bone in his body. He loved me so much, and he was with me through more than I would care to admit. He always knew when I needed him, when I could use a cuddle with him, and when I needed comfort. I had so many surgeries while this cat was in my life, and he was by my side for every single recovery. He left only to use his litter box and to eat. Always purring, always cuddled next to where my incision was, as if his presence would heal me. It didn't immediately heal me, but it sure did make me feel a whole lot better, so I guess in a way it did give me healing.

And when it was my heart, and not my body, that was broken, well he was there too. He was known for crawling up on my chest and licking my tears away. When they were gone, he'd just lay on my chest and purr. That always brought me comfort and it always relaxed me.

Even as I held him tonight in what they call the quiet room at the animal hospital, Murphy put his little paw with the catheter in it up on my cheek and he licked my tears away. After that, I felt like a traitor telling the vet to go ahead and proceed with the medication. However, Murph had cancer, and his tumor was starting to affect his eating and his breathing. I couldn't let my best cat buddy suffer. So I sent him to be with my dad and two other cats who passed before him.

His ashes will come home to me, where they belong. His spirit is soaring free where he feels no pain. I hope he is frolicking and playing somewhere happy where there is a lot of catnip and treats. He likes salmon (ew, gross, but whatever), so I hope he gets lots of that, too.

I'm going to miss you, Murph Man Fantastico. You are my most special boy. Your brothers and sister miss you, too. My heart is broken.

jtwrigleyville 45H
427 messages
9/7/2020 20h34

He sounds like he was a delightful friend. RIP Murphy


gypsygirl0791 replies on 15/7/2020 9h07:
He really was. His ashes will be coming home today. We are all slowly adjusting to our new environment. Thanks for your kind words.

voyeurs53 45H  
433 messages
14/7/2020 23h28

I’m so sorry, losing a pet is one of the hardest things in the world... you have my sympathies... I’ve been there and you just miss the friendship and little things of always being together... I’m glad he has found peace...


gypsygirl0791 replies on 15/7/2020 9h07:
Thanks.

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