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Pet Loss: Matters Of Love and Death

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Pet Loss: Matters Of Love and Death

Warning: If anyone says ‘kitten’ to my wife, she’s likely to punch you in the nose. Consider yourselves warned.

Fancy, my wife’s cat of 15 years, died yesterday morning. She was at least 17 years old and had been declining in health for some time but still, it hurts. Because of our many shared virtual connections, she’d asked me to “tell the people” so that she wouldn’t have to.

As we all know, there is little more risky than interacting with the world when your heart is so freshly broken. Those who do not know your loss want to talk about whatever else is going on in the world, and you don’t care. Those who do know about your loss want to comfort you, to reassure you, to let you know they are thinking about you. Being loved on at times like this can be comforting. Of course, when it goes badly, it’s like being run over by a car right after being hit by a bus.

As requested, I shared a charming picture of Fancy with a note about her transition. Almost immediately, thoughtful messages began to pour in virtually, and we sat on the couch and looked at old pictures and remembered. It was sweet and sad, the best you can hope on a day like yesterday. A few hours later, my wife said, “If anyone says ‘kitten’ to me, I’m going to punch them in the nose.” Mostly to lighten the mood on my Facebook page, I shared the warning (above).

You never know when someone might feel tempted to extend the inevitable, “Why don’t you just get a kitten?” That is the at least you can have another child” for grieving parents, the “better now than after the baby is born” for miscarrying women, and the “at least he/she’s no longer suffering” for adult who just lost their parent/spouse/friend after a long battle with a painful disease.

My inner optimist wants to believe that everyone on this planet now recognizes that these types of condolences are inappropriate and painful, and above all else, unnecessary. I want to believe that it never, ever happens unless someone’s cognitive processing has been profoundly impaired by, say… a lightening strike. But, the truth is many people still say things that hurt you because they don’t know what to do when you’re hurting.

Naturally, within minutes of my warning, I was encouraged to get my wife a kitten. Trying (desperately) to squash the conversation early, I replied, “No, we think that dead pet replacement is selfish. We’ll just be with the sadness for a while.”

My wife then clarified, “It’s not just selfish. It doesn’t exist, any more than dead wife replacement or dead child replacement or dead parent replacement, and it’s cruel to suggest it to people who’ve just lost beloved anythings, pets or anything else.”

This kitten advocate explained that when their child’s pet died, the only thing that would make her stop crying was a new one, and that getting the new one was the only thing that made her to move on. If you’ve been reading my stuff for more than six or so seconds, then you may already know where there is headed. Forgive the repetition and here we go again…

Every tear you never cried is waiting for you… and they are heavy.

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3:09AM PST on Dec 23, 2014


5:03AM PDT on May 31, 2013

They're part of the human's life

8:42PM PDT on Mar 11, 2013

or expect. I know that. But I can't help to ask: what if I was there 5 minutes earlier? Could have it been possible to do the cardiac massage properly and make her breathe again? Should have I moved her instead of keeping her in the same position? I was afraid to provoke another crisis and worsen her state.
They say she was safe and warm, and not alone, as we were in the house with her. They say seeing your pets die is much worse than finding them asleep forever. But still, I wish I stayed in the bathroom all the time, to be with her when she was leaving, and touch her, and talk to her for the very last time, not only 10 minutes earlier. I can't go over the fact that I should have been with her in that moment. I miss you too much my sister. I only hope you knew how much we loved you. We shared many beautiful years, you slept on my bed, and delighted us with your purrs. That will never be erased. I love you, forever.
Please give me some advice to feel better. What are the strongest medicines to fight stress, anxiety, despair, and insomnia?

8:42PM PDT on Mar 11, 2013

These comments both give me strenght and make me cry. Please give me some advice to feel better. What are the strongest medicines to fight stress, anxiety, despair, and insomnia?
My beloved cat passed away last Tuesday/Wednesday, at about 4 am. Everything changed. I am devasted. I can't breathe nor sleep. Medicines do nothing. I keep thinking and crying.
What I regret the most is that she died without me on her side: she was warm in her blanket, in her wicker basket, in the bathroom, with the heater near her. I stepped in to check her every 10 minutes, she was stable and tranquil. At about 4 am, I entered the bathroom and saw her static, with her head limp, her eyes wide open and veiled. I had a sussult, kneeled down, and touched her. She didn't move, her eyes still freezed. I touched her chest and felt no beat. I put my face in front of her nose and felt no breathe. I tried to do the cardiac massage: I can't do it properly, and it was too late. First I thought (and hoped) she was in a coma, but I was simply in denial. I started crying, instantly woke up my mother, and called the vet, then rushed to the vet with the car. She only could confirm that she was gone.

8:26PM PST on Nov 11, 2012

We just lost our Catface yesterday afternoon and it feels like I've been hit by a semi truck. She was only 4 years old and it was due to a medication mix up at the vet's office. I just miss my kitty so much =/ This was a wonderful article...

8:11AM PDT on Apr 8, 2012

thanks for sharing

2:31AM PDT on Mar 27, 2012

Thank you.

5:25AM PDT on Mar 26, 2012

My mother use to say that if you live long enough we lose everything that is close to us. Still she loved everything and everyone unconditionally. She took the chances that come with loving and in the end had little but her memories. But this is true for all of us and this is why we live life......for the memories. I want my memories to be good ones when I lay my head on the pillow for the last time and so I strive to make my life a "good one" surrounded by the things I love. Now that I am growing old I dread the loss of my animal friends for I fear that I will never have another. For the first time I worry that they might out live me and not the other way around. I would never want to die and leave my pets unprotected and uncared at this stage of life I understand my mother's words and depend on the memories that I have been blessed with over the last sixty five years.

9:26PM PDT on Mar 23, 2012

Beautifully written. My condolences for your loss.

8:02AM PDT on Mar 23, 2012

Christie: My boys were 19 and 20 when they died- which meant I had them more than half of my adult life. How could I not grieve for them. I found a ferel mom with four female kittens. Two were caught and spayed but the others continued to have kittens until I could tame them and by that time I had over 20 cats in my house and yard. Animal control started picking them up since ferel feeding was illegal until several months ago and the maximum was 4 to a household. I had to board the ones until I can find a home since the county closed my house shortly berfore foreclosure preceedings began. I grieve everyday for the deceased boys, for the ones that were taken from my yard behind my back especially my One eyed black Jack and for the ones that although are safe are 250 miles away and I havent seen for 7 months now (and may never again). All kitties (or dogs) are different, individuals like children and cannot be replaced. The new cats do not take the place in my heart of the ones that are gone. They were a diversion from the empty feeling left by Blackie and Spots but NEVER
a replacement. The mourning process is normal but do not let it keep you from adopting another needy little one (or two) whom you will learn love and cherish (in about 5 minutes). And my Condolences on your loss.

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