So, I had a pretty rough morning. My cat, Oliver, started acting very lethargic and not at all like himself. I knew right away that something was very wrong.
I've had him for exactly 10 years this month. He was my first "baby" and lived with me when I had an apartment alone in college, joined 2 other cats when I got married, was there when I brought home my newborn son and then 3 years later my daughter. He was just a tiny, white puff ball when I found him crying outside on a freezing, rainy day. I rescued him and his brother (who my mom still has) that day and I've loved him so very much.
The vet told me that he had feline cardiomyopathy. His heart was very thick and was not pumping blood to his organs. He was struggling to breathe and I didn't want him to be in pain anymore.
My heart is broken, but I wanted to make a post here where I post all the things about my children that I don't want to forget. He was my first "baby" who I raised by myself. He kept me company during late nights studying throughout college. I don't want to post how he looked on his last day, but I do want to post some of my favorite photos of him over the past 10 years.
I love you, Oliver. Thank you for sharing your life with me. I'll miss you.
