I'm sorry and I know nobody cares, but I need somebody to talk to. I'm a mess right now and I don't know what to do. Last week on Tuesday I had to put down Sassy. She had be kind of sick for a while, but it go to the point where she wouldn't even get up to go to the cat box. She was more my sister's cat, so it was her decision, but it was the best for Sassy. Not eating and peeing on yourself is no life.
Then today, we had to do the same with her brother, Leroy. Leroy was my best friend in the world. It was a similar story for him. He started losing weight over the course of about a month, and then probably with the shock of losing his sister, he stopped eating completely. We tried taking him to the vet on Saturday to get him on a high calorie diet to put on weight, but it was no use. He couldn't even stand up because he was so weak, so we had to do it. Carrying him in to the vet's office was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I'll just have to take comfort in the fact that he's no longer suffering.
I'm going to miss him climbing into my lap while I drink my morning coffee. I'm going to miss to way he meowed at me when I was opening a can of tuna. I'm going to miss the way he hugged my face when I held him. I'm going to miss the way he looked at me when he laid on my chest when I was falling asleep. I miss you, buddy.
RIP Sassy and Leroy, 1998-2014