I just finished reading about Snakey’s Decision, and I feel horrible for her. I’ve never had to put an animal down, or watch one suffer… but I have had to give one away…. It’s hard to lose a beloved pet and I feel for ya and I’m keeping Peej in my thoughts and well-wishes.
As for my pet, my cat Buddy is the one I had to give away almost two years ago. I had to give him away due to the Job. It just wasn’t fair to Buddy to leave him to his own devices for the long trips I initially had to make with this job (often two, three weeks at a time).
Buddy (on left) was the friendliest cat. He never met a human he didn’t like. In fact, he loved everyone. Buddy was content to purr away in your lap for hours on end. In fact, he wasn’t happy when there wasn’t a lap to sleep in. He would follow me around the house begging me to pick him up and hold him, or to sit back down so he could sleep in my lap again. Of course, when others visited, he had to get love from them as well. Everyone had to at least pet Buddy and get their ankles rubbed by Buddy. That was his rule.
Of course, he also loved to play. He’s shown in this picture with his favorite toys…. the scratching post with the pink fluffy ball (which got destroyed the first day I left him alone with it - notice the remnants of the pink fluffy ball on the post). His Budweiser box was also a source of entertainment (and for me too… but only when the box was full… Buddy preferred the box empty). I’d throw a ball or something in the box and watch Buddy run from across the room headlong into the box and watch the box slide across the floor with the ass-end of a cat hanging out. Of course the favorite toy was the goldfish on a string. We’d twirl that toy around the scratching post and watch Buddy kick the everliving shit out of the post while trying to catch the goldfish. Again, hours of entertainment.
I regret having to give my Buddy away… he was the sweetest cat I’ve ever had in my life… but at least I know he went to a good home. I met the new family before giving him away…and they seemed to be such good people. I only hope Buddy is as happy with them as he was here.
I’ll never forget the last day he was with me… we loaded up all his favorite toys ahead of time… and spent the last hour saying goodbye… holding Buddy in my lap… petting him… he was happy… blissfully unaware and purring away. Then he had to get in his carrier…. and we got in the car…. Buddy always hated his carrier… so shortly after I got on the road, I let him out… first place he went was for my lap… of course, he couldn’t sit down, I was driving… but looking out the window seemed to be interesting to him… then when we got to where we were going…. we got out… I could tell Buddy was scared… he clung to me with those claws…poor guy…. I remember Buddy looking out the window at me as I got back in the car…. that pleading look… “Where are you going? Come back!”…
I miss my Buddy.
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