About forty minutes after I landed back in Vegas yesterday morning, my kitty Sketch had a heart attack. He was in “His Spot” on my bedroom floor, and Anne held him while he died.
He looked fine when I left, so I didn’t even scratch his chest like I always do. I just told him, “I love you, Fat Boy. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Anne said that it happened so fast, it was over before she had a chance to freak out.
I had to stay in Vegas and write about the final table of the championship, so my psyche just sort of put me into shock until I got home this afternoon. Since I walked into my house, I’ve been moving between the hysterical sobbing and the weird numbness.
I think I’m going to take a few days off, meet my deadlines, and cry a whole, whole bunch.
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*hug*
Hey Wil,
I’m sure Sketch is warming himself on a nice piece of cloud carpet as we speak.
Hugs all around.
~Col
That’s a stunner. So sorry, Wil.
I’m so sorry Wil. May Bast look after the little guys up in kitty heaven. I live alone with my cats and I can’t bear the thought of losing them, but still, the happiness they bring when they are with us makes it worth it. Hugs to you and yours, and don’t stop spreading your love to more little furries out there.
Wil, I am so sorry to hear about your cat. We have two dogs and three cats of our own, and I dread the day when something happens to one of them. I know I will be a wreck! Our animals are family too, so you are in my thoughts. Take care.
I’m a little late with this, but please know that you & your family are in Brian’s and my thoughts and you have our deepest sympathy.
I am so sorry Wil.
I’m very sorry. I wrote something on my blog, but for some reason it looked like the trackback didn’t take. It’s under the subject line, “The Club.”
It’s hard enough to lose one pet, let alone two in rapid succession. Just allow the grief to happen, and know that there are people who understand.
Wil,
So sorry to hear about your loss. Cats are very special friends. I’ve had lots of them. My current friend is Eliot, a very happy 10-year-old Siamese mix I adopted six years ago.
Wil –
Sorry to hear about Sketch. I know how incredibly hard it is to lose a favorite pet. I usually don’t like sappy little stories but I came upon the story of the Rainbow Bridge when I lost my dog to cancer a few years ago. It made me feel good for a change. Take it easy.
http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/rainbowb.htm
I’m so sorry to hear about Sketch Wil
From me and my sketch-look-alike, Willie, so sorry:
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christ wil. *hugs* so friggin’ inadequate. may you and your family be well…. *more hugs*
I’m so sorry to hear about your kitty. It’s hard, I know, and words are never enough.
I’m so sorry Wil. I wish there were more to say, but there isn’t.
Wil:
So, SO sorry about Sketch. There isn’t anything I can say that will make the pain go away. Just remember that we are all here for you….now and always.
Scott
So sorry to hear. *Hugs and condolences to your entire family.*
Losing a dear pet is terrible, but losing two in such a short time is just too cruel.
My 19 years old kitty died a year ago, in similar manner. She’d been sick and on a medication for some time already, so we knew it would be only a matter of time. She wasn’t in pain, however, and was her affectionate, noisy self –whenever she was awake. One morning, shortly after loudly demanding breakfast, I heard her scramble out of her bed and next saw her collapsing on the doorway. She was halfway gone already when I got to her. I wrapped her in blanket and we curled up in a sofa corner and there, on my arms and being kissed, petted and quietly soothed, she draw her last breath few moments later. I sat there for a long time with her, crying out loud in the empty house and agonising over whether we’d made the right choice or should we have made The Decision earlier.
In retrospect I can say the decision was right. She went quickly and in the house she was born and lived her whole life in, in a lifelongly familiar lap. She didn’t have to go through the scare of a car ride, vet clinic and unfamiliar faces around her. And I’m glad I got to see her on her way.
Wil:
So, SO sorry about Sketch. There isn’t anything I can say that will make the pain go away. Just remember that we are all here for you….now and always.
Scott
Wil:
So, SO sorry about Sketch. There isn’t anything I can say that will make the pain go away. Just remember that we are all here for you….now and always.
Scott
Wil:
So, SO sorry about Sketch. There isn’t anything I can say that will make the pain go away. Just remember that we are all here for you….now and always.
Scott
OMG! I am just catching up on your blog today. I had no idea you lost Sketch! Loosing one so suddenly can be so hard! I am so sorry for your loss! Big hugs to you, Anne, and the boys!
My condolensces, Wil. A Trek author, Diane Duane, just lost her cat as well, over in Ireland. It seems to be a sad time for those people who own cats. I’ll be looking fondly upon my little guy Charlie tonight, and will give him some extra skritches in Sketch’s memory.
Dangit.
Hi Wil. I’ve been out of the loop w/ WWDN for a couple weeks, and just read about Sketch.
Dangit.
Very sorry. 🙁
I hope you and Anne, Nolan, and Ryan are giving each other a lotta hugs these days. I’m sending you mine.
And I’ll give my own fuzzy buddy an extra chin scratch tonight in Sketch’s honor.
((Wil))
I’m so sorry about your cat… I know how it feels to lose a pet that’s so close to your heart. Things will get better, but keep them in your heart.
I am so sorry. I have cried just reading about your losses.
It’s good you have your family around you, and things to keep you busy.