And then there were two

In less than two weeks, we’ve gone from a four-cat household to two. Sweetness died overnight. It seems as if once Samantha died, Sweetness just gave up. Over the last ten days, she stopped yelling at me for milk in the morning. Then she stopped eating. The last couple of days, she wouldn’t even drink any water.

Sweetness was a weak little kitten, being passed around at a yard sale one day about 21 years ago. We brought her home and nursed her back to health. She never got to be very large – but she could be ferocious when she wanted to be.

When we first got her, we named her Quitty Quat, because at the time, we had two dogs, a cat and a fish – and we just couldn’t come up with a name. At some point, we renamed her because, despite her big mouth, she had such a sweet personality.

Watching her deteriorate over the last couple of weeks hasn’t been easy but I’m convinced it was harder on us than it was on her. She wasn’t in pain and just wanted to be petted.

I know they are just animals. But they become a part of the family and losing them is never easy.

8 thoughts on “And then there were two

  1. Pets start out as just pets but very quickly become so much a part of your daily life,that they turn into your “children”. You nuture them and love them and they return the same,unconditionally. So when it’s “their time” to go, the loss is immeasurable. Fond memories will eventually replace the sadness but for now the hurt seems like it will not ever go away. So, here’s to “Sweetness” and her companion “Samantha” and their owners who miss them very much.

  2. Viv, my thoughts and prayers are with you. My wife and I are animal lovers, and they truly are members of the family. Your compound loss breaks my heart.

    Please remember the joy far exceeds the loss. At least in time. I had a cat that was my best friend for 20 years and he passed away a month after our 16 year old dog. The two of them were best of friends. And my cat grieved.

    God bless you.

  3. Vivian,
    Thoughts & prayers to you.
    I lost my beloved “campaign cat” ( I call him that because I drug him around the country on whatever race I was working on) Rusty after he fought a tough battle with renal failure. I’m down to one now, but there is not a day that goes by in which I don’t miss him.
    These “fur-family” members truly become part of your life and it’s so hard to say good-bye. There is a beautiful poem called the “Rainbow Bridge” that all pet owners can relate to- check it out if you get a chance.

  4. Vivian, Our pets are truly our children and best friends. I’ve lost two long term kitties and I grieved more for them than humans I’ve loved. Your kitties will appear at times in your periphery. Like glimpsing their tails going around a corner or hearing them jump from their favorite perch in the sunshine. I know it’s not possible now to think of replacing them but when you think you might want to, consider adopting from a shelter. Right now the VBSPCA is over run with kitties who desperately need homes. With the bad economy many people are relinquishing their pets. You are a good woman and I’m sorry you have had to go through this double loss.

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