I can't believe that my precious little girl Phoebe was taken away from me, she died on the 18th of January 2011 - put to sleep. After a short illness and also being diagnosed with Asthma Phoebe had cancer tumors on her kidneys. She was the bravest little girl and feisty to the end. I cry every day the house and the backyard where she explored ( on a lead ) is so empty. Having to put away all her scratching posts; kitty litter tray; her toys; was awful.
I tell myself she was only a cat - but she was my everything my replacement child and there's a huge emptiness now.
People lose their dear campanions everyday I know but it's hard not to feel that's it's only happening to you.
I just wish Phoebe's last moments could have been calm & peaceful but they weren't she reacted to the injection - she looked at me wildly and hissed just before she died. I will never get that look in eyes out of my head.