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Today at 2:05 p.m. our beloved cat died. She died in my husband’s arms. This is the first time in my life that I have had to deal with a pet dying. I had pets growing up but none of them ever died on me.
This cat was a present from my husband to me. He got Malley the year after we got married. She was not even a year old when we got her.
My husband is absolutely devastated. He was the closest to her as she always hung out in the basement, his man-cave, where he would play his guitar and watch his fish.
But the whole family loved Malley cat, me, my two boys, and Coda our dog. I can’t believe she’s gone and we won’t ever see her again.
My husband is outside digging a hole so we can bury her today as we‘re supposed to get some snow tonight.
This really sucks! The only comfort is that she is no longer suffering. She wasn’t eating, she was literally skin and bones, and at the very end, could not walk. It is so terrible to watch someone or something you love dying and know it’s just a matter of time.