It’s officially one year since lossing my boy, and not a day has gone by that I don’t think of him.
I still miss him terribly. I just loved him so much.
I knew I had to let him go, there was nothing else I or the vet could do for him.
I knew that morning, before I even called the vet, that this would be it.
He’d been sick for three days, the day before he just couldn’t go, and I even told him I wouldn’t be mad if he pooped on the bed, if he just went.
I was a crying mess taking him to the vet already, and everyone kept trying to assure me it would be okay, but I knew.
I knew I had spent hundreds of dollars a month getting him cleaned up and on medication, and I knew, this was it. It would be a $3000 surgery that we knew had no guarantee of working, and would have him in pain for an undetermined amount of time.
I didn’t want to do that to him. I didn’t want to make him suffer just so I could keep him a little longer...
Oh boy, I’m sobbing while writing this.
I just loved him so much, and not a day goes by that I don’t feel the hollowness of not having him anymore.
I miss his belly flops, and chirps, his couch cuddles, and bedtime snuggles.
I miss my kitty pillow, and aggressive treat screamer.
He really was like a child to me, and I will never not miss him.
I love you Kodi ❤️.
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