- Username
- Ocdproblems
- User type
- OCD Conqueror
- Date posted
- 302d ago
Facing the painful goodbye to my beloved cat and reflecting on our bond.
Saying goodbye
I have to put my cat down soon, I can't even really put into words what this cat means to me. I adopted him just under 2 years ago and in that time weve had a ton of fun together. My girlfriend and I treated him as a son and he absolutely adored attention. He would follow me into the shower and just vibrate because he was purring so much. He sleeps in between us every night and every morning he headbutts me awake so ill feed him. He's always hungry all the time and will begin meowing like crazy if he hears the rustling of a bag or the tap of a can. He waits for me by the door when I get home and meows at me when I'm about to leave. Everyone that's met him tells me he's quite abnormal for a cat he's overly trusting allows belly pets and will hop into your lap immediately. He meows directly at strangers and rubs on them and prefers the company of people to other animals. He's highly unique I'm told and that's what makes this all the more painful. I'm no longer going to wake up to his beautiful green eyes or his headbutts but instead an empty space in my bed. I've always hated cats since I was young I thought they were inherently mean. Owning one has shown me how wrong I was and how much I wish I met my cat sooner in life and how much more fun we could of had. I love you with all my heart BB and I'm dreading the inevitability of having to say goodbye to my family. Thank you for loving me and guiding me through the darkness of my mental illness and making me feel loved even when I hated myself.