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Comeon! It's only the 1st!
I just got a call from my father.
His cat, Jack, that is not even 3 years old, died suddenly today.
He said Jack had been acting fine except for the past couple of days and my Dad thought Jack was just still on edge due to the large crowd we had for Thanksgiving. He wasn't a social cat and was afraid of strangers. My Dad was helping my mom at work since her office is moving today, they were having lunch and my Dad said "I have a bad feeling for when I get home". He got home, looked for Jack to see if he was OK and Jack was under the bed. He was gone.
My Dad called me and was just sobbing. I've only ever seen/heard my Dad cry twice in my life. He didn't even cry this hard when my grandma (his mom) died or when he got the news that he had prostate cancer. I couldn't understand 90% of what he was saying because he was crying so hard. He said he was just sitting there holding him and didn't want to let go. Me, being the type to jump into action first, react later in these situations, immediately called their vet to see if there was a way to find out how Jack died. He was a very young cat and had had a check up in June. So I called the vet and they offered to do an autopsy on Jack to see if it was either a health condition that wasn't detected, or if it was something he ingested.
My entire body is on fire and I want so badly to be there for my Dad. It completely breaks my heart to hear him so devastated.
December is turning out to be a bust thus far, and it's only the 1st.
Re: Comeon! It's only the 1st!
Oh, no! That's so sad! I'm really sorry for your dad. Losing a pet is always hard -- especially when it's so unexpected like that.
And it's always a damper when it happens around the holidays. I remember when I was a kid, one of our parakeets died Christmas morning. We went to give him his Christmas present (a bird treat cone), and we found him face down in his food dish, dead. He had been alive the night before, and seemed perfectly fine.
Hopefully this will be it for the bad news for a while.
My parents put their dog, Buddy, down last summer but he was really my dad's dog. I've never seen my dad cry until they had to put the dog down. I remember when my dad found Buddy on the highway by the gas station we owned at the time. The gas station was on a small highway out in the country and there were a lot of dogs running around. He was such a funny dog and was really possessive of his toys. He could hunt down a ball no matter where it was in the house. I've never seen my dad so upset and it broke my heart. A few days later they got a new dog from the pound.My poor dad had to fill the hole in his heart.
It's amazing how much we love our pets. I don't know what I would do if I lost one of my dogs. I'm already dreading the day they go and they're young dogs.