I Am Heartbroken
R.I.P. Chihiro
I just found out on Thursday that my cat Chihiro is dying of kidney failure and we have to euthanize her this Monday. I am completely shocked and heartbroken as she is only seven years old.
I’m writing this on Friday, Oct 28th and at the moment she is curled up peacefully on my lap. By the time you read this, she will likely be gone.
Today I went to Petsmart to get the one goopy food item she can still eat at this point.
A salesperson started to explain a healthy option and I said, “I just want what tastes best because my cat’s dying.” I immediately started crying— which was embarrassing, but then she began to cry too. She told me she thinks about her 17-year-old cat dying soon too.
I kept thanking her, then apologizing and she kept telling me to not be sorry as we both continued to cry and talk about our cats.
It was honestly a very sweet, unexpected moment.
I’ve spent the last two days sporadically sobbing while following Chi around the house and I imagine that’s what my coming weekend will look like as well.
I asked my parents if we could bury her in their backyard and my dad told me he’d scout out a good spot for her. I already plan to listen to “Bigger Than The Whole Sky” and sob my brains out when we say our final goodbye.
Here are some, but a few, of the Chihiro comics I’ve made across the seven wonderful years I got to have with my baby:
R.I.P. my favorite crazy cuddly asshole. I’ll miss you forever.
Listening to:
Our bee bee 😭
We had to put down our 15-year-old cat in February last year, and I'm still feeling it. I went to Home Depot to buy a pickax and dug the grave in very frozen soil. It's a nice spot, with space for our other fur baby when he kicks it. It hits hard.