I am very new here but I needed somewhere to write down my thoughts and feelings. Seeing all your stories of your beloved cats is giving me the strength to do this.
*Disclaimer, I talk about how Conner passed. So please do not read if this is triggering*
I lost my precious one eyed cat Conner yesterday evening. We have only just adopted him in January so we’ve only had him for 7 months. A bit of background about him, Conner was in the adoption centre of over a year of his life; no one wanted him because he had one eye! That didn’t bother me or my family the minute we saw him, we knew he was meant for us. Originally he was a stay at home cat because the adoption centre didn’t want him to be move around too much.
We live in a neighbourhood with lots of greenery and houses so we decided to train him to go outside. Even though he had one eye this didn’t stop him from being home gifts which were the size of him
I was looking after my brother on Thursday afternoon (I’m 21, he’s 13) and I hear him say Conner is bleeding. I run downstairs, thinking it was his paw or something but no. His jaw was broken and he was struggling to breath. My heart was racing but I was in fight or flight mode. Conner ran up to my room, where he normally goes and I ring the vet. Got my brother to grab his cage and rushed him to the vet.
I knew this wasn’t good and eventually had to make the tough decision of putting him down. I knew for his quality of life keeping him here would be selfish and cruel. Luckily none of my family, besides me, saw what he looked like with his injury’s but I can’t help but see it in my head. I know this is natural but it is unbearable at the moment. I can’t help but feel responsible, that I shouldn’t of let him out, I should’ve called him in for dinner earlier.
After he passed, someone posted on Facebook about a cat being hit by a car. That was Conner. I responded saying that it was him but unfortunately he didn’t make it. The responses I’ve had have been overwhelming; I didn’t realise how many people knew him around here! It was lovely hearing all the things people used to do, like stroke him and let him on their trampolines.
Conner will forever be in my heart and his personality was nothing like I’ve ever seen before. This is my first loss of a pet and I would never want anyone to go through this. But I understand this happens.
Grieving is hard; but I know it takes time. I’m sending out all my love to anyone who has lost a pet. Thank you for reading this story and giving me the time to write it. Conner I love you.