Post by celine87 on Apr 6, 2014 8:28:05 GMT -5
Friday April 4, was a very difficult day for me since I lost me boy "Papoute"; he would have been 4 this summer. He's not a greyhound but has hard as it is, it feels good to talk about him and I didn't know where else to do this than here.
On Thursday I noticed that something was not right with him; I found him peeing on the pillow so I separated him from the rest of the animals for the day. I wanted to make sure that it wasn't a behavioral issue vs health issue. It's later at night I noticed that something was terribly wrong with him and I had that feeling that he was blocked (could not pee). It's a pretty common thing to happen in male cats. Friday morning I went straight to the vet and they confirmed that he was blocked. There's only 2 options when that happens: get him fixed ASAP or he will die. I was not ready to let him go so I gave the "OK" to the vet to go ahead with unblocking him. I left the clinic that morning really expecting to come back and pick him up and everything would have been great. Boy was I wrong! I got a call at work from the vet a few hours later to let me know that he had passed away while they were attempting to make him better. What a shock. Let's just say that the rest of the day at work was not very productive.
It's the first of my animals that I lose and too have lost him so unexpectedly like that, it's really hard to deal with. I get moments when I think i'm getting better but then other times the smallest thing will make me start to cry. Papoute was quite the character: he had a big personality and sometimes a bit too much. He knew how to push my buttons, no other animal ever got me so frustrated but at the same time I couldn't help but not love him. He was definitely my boy and I miss him so much. It's weird coming home knowing that he won't be at the door greeting me, won't be meowing his head off in the morning/evening to let me know that it's time to eat, won't come cuddle with me on the couch or won't be sleeping with me in bed. I'm so happy that I have Callie, Ozzie & Mia here to keep my mind busy because without them this would be a lot harder to deal with. Here are a few pictures of my boy:
Mia & Papoute (black cat)
He was a silly boy
Papoute and I (sorry for the random foot but I love this one). He would do this with me all the time, and he was demanding with his cuddles. If you ignored him he persisted until you cave in
Papoute
Love you and I will never forget you
On Thursday I noticed that something was not right with him; I found him peeing on the pillow so I separated him from the rest of the animals for the day. I wanted to make sure that it wasn't a behavioral issue vs health issue. It's later at night I noticed that something was terribly wrong with him and I had that feeling that he was blocked (could not pee). It's a pretty common thing to happen in male cats. Friday morning I went straight to the vet and they confirmed that he was blocked. There's only 2 options when that happens: get him fixed ASAP or he will die. I was not ready to let him go so I gave the "OK" to the vet to go ahead with unblocking him. I left the clinic that morning really expecting to come back and pick him up and everything would have been great. Boy was I wrong! I got a call at work from the vet a few hours later to let me know that he had passed away while they were attempting to make him better. What a shock. Let's just say that the rest of the day at work was not very productive.
It's the first of my animals that I lose and too have lost him so unexpectedly like that, it's really hard to deal with. I get moments when I think i'm getting better but then other times the smallest thing will make me start to cry. Papoute was quite the character: he had a big personality and sometimes a bit too much. He knew how to push my buttons, no other animal ever got me so frustrated but at the same time I couldn't help but not love him. He was definitely my boy and I miss him so much. It's weird coming home knowing that he won't be at the door greeting me, won't be meowing his head off in the morning/evening to let me know that it's time to eat, won't come cuddle with me on the couch or won't be sleeping with me in bed. I'm so happy that I have Callie, Ozzie & Mia here to keep my mind busy because without them this would be a lot harder to deal with. Here are a few pictures of my boy:
Mia & Papoute (black cat)
He was a silly boy
Papoute and I (sorry for the random foot but I love this one). He would do this with me all the time, and he was demanding with his cuddles. If you ignored him he persisted until you cave in
Papoute
Love you and I will never forget you