Zeusandmum
Lairian
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None of you will know me, as I've never posted to this site, but instead have used it to read about sphynx cats often.
Zeus was my three year old sphynx baby. Born June 21 2015. He passed away suddenly last Friday, January 25 2019.
He was my best friend and my baby, and I'm having a really hard time with the grieving process.
Zeus started suffering from seizures in November 2018. He would pee and flail around and meow really weird. The vets couldn't figure it out. He was on an anticonvulsant and over the span of the last three months, they would come and go and sometimes he would seem fine and sometimes not.
He passed away and I was so shocked. I left for work the the weekend (work out of town) and my boyfriend called me with the bad news that evening. He found him in the litter box, already gone, when he came home.
I felt mortified, and still do, knowing I wasn't home for him.
Because of his seizures, I created a space for him in the bathroom with his food, blankets, and litter. This kept him from having a seizure on the furniture and near the stairs and falling and hurting himself more than he already would.
I left for work that morning in such a rush, I don't even think I said goodbye to him. I woke up late and was running behind and when I left I think I just closed the door without even saying goodbye.
That hurts my heart the most.
he was so young, only being 3 and a half. I thought I still had so many years with him.
Now I feel an emptiness without him. I feel guilt and sadness. My heart is broken that I no longer have him to snuggle with at night, to jump up on my shoulder, to play fetch with.
How does one get over this? I don't feel like I ever will be able to stop hurting from this.
Zeus was my three year old sphynx baby. Born June 21 2015. He passed away suddenly last Friday, January 25 2019.
He was my best friend and my baby, and I'm having a really hard time with the grieving process.
Zeus started suffering from seizures in November 2018. He would pee and flail around and meow really weird. The vets couldn't figure it out. He was on an anticonvulsant and over the span of the last three months, they would come and go and sometimes he would seem fine and sometimes not.
He passed away and I was so shocked. I left for work the the weekend (work out of town) and my boyfriend called me with the bad news that evening. He found him in the litter box, already gone, when he came home.
I felt mortified, and still do, knowing I wasn't home for him.
Because of his seizures, I created a space for him in the bathroom with his food, blankets, and litter. This kept him from having a seizure on the furniture and near the stairs and falling and hurting himself more than he already would.
I left for work that morning in such a rush, I don't even think I said goodbye to him. I woke up late and was running behind and when I left I think I just closed the door without even saying goodbye.
That hurts my heart the most.
he was so young, only being 3 and a half. I thought I still had so many years with him.
Now I feel an emptiness without him. I feel guilt and sadness. My heart is broken that I no longer have him to snuggle with at night, to jump up on my shoulder, to play fetch with.
How does one get over this? I don't feel like I ever will be able to stop hurting from this.