Our cat was getting old and very sick, and it was time for his final vet visit today.
I miss his four little white paws and three-coloured nose. I miss him being there, wanting attention. I miss his cute little meow and the other cute noises he made.
For the first time ever, I am without a cat.
Goodbye, kitty. You were the cutest, sweetest cat, and I love you and miss you so much.
So sorry to hear this.
:: imagines purr and a gentle patting of paws ::
{{{Emily AKA Midget in the MMP}}} I am so sorry for your loss. Kitty lived a wonderful and love filled life.
So sorry, Emily {{{{HUS}}}}
So sorry. I’m sure he had a good long happy life with you and will be waiting for you to join him across Rainbow Bridge.
Do you have any pictures of him?
Thanks, all.
Here’sa picture of him (though this is from many years ago when he was much younger.)
He was 15 years old.
I’m so sorry. I lost my cat earlier this year and I still look for him under the table.
{{{{{emily}}}}}
I’m so sorry. Losing a kitty is so painful. 
Oh sheesh, to have this be the day. I’m so sorry. I mean, there’s never a good day for this, but somehow for it to be a holiday makes it worse.
I’m so very sorry for your loss.
The OP is Canadian.
It’s never a good day for something like this. Hugs to you.
My “millennium kitty”, who got a thorough vet check a couple weeks ago because he seemed to be losing weight, just finished nuzzling me. He did lose a few ounces, but his labs were normal and my vet said he’s a very healthy 16-or-so-year-old feline. 
{{{Emily}}}
I’m so sorry.
RIP sweet sweet boy. I’m so sorry.
They do leave such a hole behind when they leave, don’t they?
{{{Midget}}}
I’m sorry, EmilyG. It’s so very hard to lose them.
Thanks, all.
Emily- I’m so sorry. I just went through this earlier in the week with my cat, Lucia, and know what you’ve been going through to come to the decision and see it to the end. It still feels strange that she’s not here anymore. Hugs.
Yes, in Canada we have Thanksgiving in October.
Thanks, everyone.
I am very sad that the cat is gone, but glad he’s not suffering. I miss him. I miss going into the room where he’d usually hang out. It’s weird not petting him whenever I’m in that room.
