it hits hard whenever i see pet owners post about the passing of their cat due to ckd.
The pain of the both of you knowing that your time together is coming to an end.
You know your cat wanted to live and stay with you.
Ever since she got diagnosed I prayed every day asking to shave years off of my life so hers can be extended, so we can spend more time together.
The moment I told my cat it’s okay, she can go, that is when she died. I wonder if it was me who was too selfish trying to keep her around while she was in pain, she never left my side even though she was sick… and my cat’s urn is shaped like a cat, i was cradling her like I used to. It’s been almost a month when she left.