His name was Weeble and he was the best cat that anyone could ever ask for. He passed away this morning; we had to have him put to sleep. He had lymphoma; there was a tumor in his throat and he had stopped eating and was barely drinking anything. We were having to feed him with a syringe for the past week.
It happened so fast. Early this morning he was having labored breathing and could not breathe through his nose. It was the most heartbreaking decision we ever had to make, but we were with him until the end. It was sad putting him in his carrier for the last time.
Sixteen years ago, my husband was at a mall pet store where they had various pets behind small glass windows. He had no intention on getting a second cat, but when Weeble climbed over a pile of kittens to come up to the glass and meow at him, he had to have him. My husband was a poor college student at the time and spent his weekly $25 grocery budget to get him. It was the best $25 he ever spent. When he walked he wobbled, but never fell down. That is how he became Weeble.
I met Weeble six years later and became his mama. He was the sweetest cat I have ever known and I feel like my heart is breaking. He always liked to please us, never did misbehaved and let the vet do anything to him.
I am going to miss coming home and seeing him in the window, sitting on couch, having him come up to me and reaching out to be held or petted, looking across the room and seeing him in his bed, hearing him meowing at night while carrying around his stuffed orange rat, getting into bed with us and snuggling, waking me up by licking my eyelashes and biting my chin. I could go on and on - I loved him so much.
I wish the pain would stop. I have cried all day.
Thank you for reading my story. This is my tribute to Weeble. He was my sweetpea and he will be missed. You know I will never, ever forget you. You will forever be in our hearts.
