kiwiman127
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Yesterday, I had to put down my cat Sydney, my little girl, after over 21 years of her being my companion. This broke my heart.
During her last moments, I petted her and we looked directly into each other's eyes as I told her I how much her presence in my life meant so much to me. The last thing she saw was the love in my eyes and the last thing she she heard was how much I loved her. That was exactly the way I wanted her to go.
I got her for a Christmas present from a former girlfriend in 1992, she was eight weeks old. We immediately bonded. The first night that I had her, she ended up sleeping next to me and that event never stopped (except when I was out of the country). She also started meowing a "good morning" every time I woke up to me shortly after, that too never stopped. Until last night and this morning.
She was really playful as a kitten and that continued until she died. The night before she died, she still wanted to play. It lasted for about ten minutes, which was the norm as she was so old. But before she and I played for hours every day until she started to slow down, which started when she was 18. She used to play fetch with me for several years too. She'd greet me at the door when I came home from work, shopping, going out; etc. And she would always follow me around the house and just hang out right by me since I got her. About ten years ago I went to work for a company that allowed me to telecommute and she'd sit/lay next to me in the visitor's chair the whole time I was at my desk.
I am probably still in shock that my little girl is gone. As I told my two grown daughters, Sydney was like my third child.
Three months ago we had to put down our wonderful family dog (Bud) and then yesterday it was Sydney. It was a very tough winter for household. I really miss Bud and now I'm in mourning for Sydney. We will be searching shelters for a new family dog. But Sydney was my cat and at this time I feel she is irreplaceable.
Rest in peace my little girl. You'll always be with me, in my heart.
During her last moments, I petted her and we looked directly into each other's eyes as I told her I how much her presence in my life meant so much to me. The last thing she saw was the love in my eyes and the last thing she she heard was how much I loved her. That was exactly the way I wanted her to go.
I got her for a Christmas present from a former girlfriend in 1992, she was eight weeks old. We immediately bonded. The first night that I had her, she ended up sleeping next to me and that event never stopped (except when I was out of the country). She also started meowing a "good morning" every time I woke up to me shortly after, that too never stopped. Until last night and this morning.
She was really playful as a kitten and that continued until she died. The night before she died, she still wanted to play. It lasted for about ten minutes, which was the norm as she was so old. But before she and I played for hours every day until she started to slow down, which started when she was 18. She used to play fetch with me for several years too. She'd greet me at the door when I came home from work, shopping, going out; etc. And she would always follow me around the house and just hang out right by me since I got her. About ten years ago I went to work for a company that allowed me to telecommute and she'd sit/lay next to me in the visitor's chair the whole time I was at my desk.
I am probably still in shock that my little girl is gone. As I told my two grown daughters, Sydney was like my third child.
Three months ago we had to put down our wonderful family dog (Bud) and then yesterday it was Sydney. It was a very tough winter for household. I really miss Bud and now I'm in mourning for Sydney. We will be searching shelters for a new family dog. But Sydney was my cat and at this time I feel she is irreplaceable.
Rest in peace my little girl. You'll always be with me, in my heart.
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