is how Mr. P refered to Frisky.
Disclaimer: This is a downer post, but I hoped writing would help. I can't tell yet, which is why I am posting anyway.
Our cat.
She was a TALKER and PURRER and BEGGAR of potato chips and fried chicken. She wasn't that independent, she spent most of her time with us. However, she would also randomly sleep in closets, drawers, shelves, cabinets or right in the middle of the floor or in the middle of the dining room table.
Then, yesterday morning I got up and was organizing some stuff, and went into the still very cluttered office to get a file folder, and she was under the desk. Not that surprising, until I talked to her and she didn't immediately talk back. I got really nervous and it was completely founded...our Frisky had died. She was 15, probably very close to the day. I am so sad. I don't even like cats that much. She was SO annoying. But here I am. Sorta heartbroken. I stayed home yesterday. I went into work today and trying not to cry made my stomach hurt so bad I had to come home and just cry. My nose is stuffy and I look a wreck now, but my stomach doesn't hurt anymore. But now Mr. P is on his way home, he has been out of town, and I have to look at his face, and he REALLY loved her, out loud and all the time.
I had to come home and look at pictures of her alive so that I could get that last memory out, but it won't go. it won't go. And while it is here, I can only cry for that damn damn cat.
Friday, September 24, 2010
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I'm so sorry - it's the worst thing about pets...that they up and die on us. But I have to say: potato chips? Frisky had taste!
Hugs to you and the Mr.
I'm so sorry about your cat. Annoying or not, we still love them.
im so so so sorry. hugs to you and the mr.
I'm so very sorry. It is definitely a gift that she died quietly, in her sleep. Not much consolation, that, but there it is, just the same.
I am so so sorry! I do have to agree that it was a gift that she went quickly, quietly and some place she felt safe. I've had to "make the decision" before and it's always horrific.
My cat loves chips, but esp Doritos. Somehow she can tell the difference between a regular chip bag and a Dorito bag. She only comes running for Doritos. How is that even possible?
OH NO, SORRY. Oh, so sad. I'm sad for you. Poor Frisky. Poor you. Poor husband.
I am so sorry.
But at least it was quick. It would have been worse to watch her die by inches.
No, you know what? Screw that. The last cat went quickly and it was still horrible.
I suck at being comforting. But I am very, very sorry.
I'm sorry for your and Mr. P.'s loss. She sounds like she was a very personable and well spoiled cat. I'm sure finding her was not a pleasant experience, and loss coming on top of change is hard.
I'm sorry. Nice, though, that she died peacefully in her sleep.
We've got 3 15-year-old cats and I pray they go as quickly and quietly as Frisky did.
I guess that's no comfort. I'm just sorry.
Oh, no, Frisky! I'm so,so sorry, HP.
Poor thing :( I would be crying too. I hope Mr. P can comfort you :(
Ugh, I am so sorry! I hope you are feeling a little better today. I dread the day when my little kitties pass, I know I will be a complete wreck. :(
i commented earlier and blogger ate it. dammit. i'm sorry about your cat, i really am. i am glad though that you didn't have to make the decision and frisky died in her sleep. i hope that's how i go. though, honestly, i don't think i'd fit under the desk.
I'm so, so very sorry. My Kiki is getting up in years and I hope she passes just as quietly as your little one.
No one is ready for death, even when it's imminent. What an unfortunate surprise ... so sorry for your loss.
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