Today I Cried

It might sound trivial to some, but today is the anniversary of my best buddy Fuzzy’s death. He was the best cat ever. I cried, as I always do when I think about him. He’s only been gone since February. I hope it gets easier to remember him.

It was 1998 and my kids and I were at my sister’s house for a visit. My sister’s kids and mine were outside playing and they found a litter of kittens. I don’t recall if there was a mother cat with them or not. The kittens were all adorable but one stood out from the rest.

He was a tiny, gray striped male with a huge personality! He played with his siblings but also by himself. He was the happiest little guy! We took him home and named him Fuzz.

Fuzz was spoiled rotten before too long, of course, but he was a good cat! He never had a problem using the litter box, he had manners when we were eating, and he didn’t claw the furniture. He was so cuddly and sweet at bedtime. He slept with me and there were many times over the years that I’d wake up to one of his paws stretched across my face.

When he was a young cat, he loved our Christmas trees! I always had to set up the tree without any decor until he got his climbing frenzy out of his system. It was hilarious watching him climb and go nuts. At that time he didn’t go outside so it was so new and fun for him!

Fuzz was very protective…of ME anyway. There were many times he jumped in between me and some critter in the yard! Sometimes it was an opossum and sometimes a skunk. That cat jumped between the critter and me before the critter could get too close. It was amazing!

He spent a lot of his time outside so he was very street-smart. It’s miraculous that he didn’t get caught by a coyote or hit by a car; but like I said, he was street-smart. I can count on one hand how many times he had to go to the vet because he was sick or hurt.

His last year with us, he began to show his age and he started losing weight. Then came his uncontrollable hunger, which is when I took him to the vet. Kidney Disease. That dreaded kidney disease. He wasn’t going to make it to his 19th Christmas. I knew it was just a matter of time at that point and gave my poor Fuzzy anything he wanted. Why not? Wouldn’t you want someone to give you anything you wanted if you were dying?

Fuzzy’s favorite foods were chicken, tuna, cheddar cheese, milk and vanilla ice cream. So, when he was hungry….which was almost all the time in the last few months of his life….I gave him chicken, tuna or cheddar cheese. I didn’t give him much of the other things because it wasn’t good for the litter box if you know what I mean.

Last February, my youngest cat caught a respiratory virus and I feared the others would get it too. They did. I spent 3 entire weeks going back and forth to the vet, cleaning and disinfecting, and trying to nurse all 6 cats back to health. I was not able to help my buddy, Fuzz. He was too sick and too weak. When he refused to eat, I tried to force him. He wasn’t having that at all. I knew I was going to have to take him for his last ride.

It was one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make. I didn’t want him to suffer any more than he already had. We said goodbye to him at 4 pm on February 23, 2017. We took him home and buried him in the garden. He was 18.5 years old.

He would have been 19 years old this month. I have never had a cat live as long as Fuzz did. Now I have two 15-year-old cats that are really starting to show their age. It won’t be long now before I lose them. It really sucks when you lose a furbaby, but it’s even harder when they have been with you for so long! Fuzz grew up with my kids! The other two senior cats actually did too!

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Author: Deb / Being Aunt Debbie

Single, mother of 2 adult children and grandmother to 3 beautiful grandchildren! I crochet, make jewelry, hand-poured soaps, and what ever else I can get into! I love Medieval History, castles, all things Celtic. I love animals, rock music, Mexican food, writing, learning, and good movies.

16 thoughts on “Today I Cried”

  1. I’m sorry for your loss, I can imagine what you feel. I didn’t loose a living creature but when I lost (broken)my laptop 2 years ago, I felt as if I lost a companion, a friend and I cried too. I hope that you’ll feel better soon. 😔😙

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  2. OMG your Fuzz died on the same date as my boy Jelly Bean! My Jelly Bean was a handful but the funniest cat I’d ever known. He was born in May of 1995 and passed away on February 23, 2014! Thank you for sharing your story on Fuzz he was adorable.

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  3. Hello Debby, I didn’t hear from you for a while…..
    Do you know, there is a spice called Tumeric which is a powerful natural anti-inflamatory thanks to is high dosage of curcumin. And I thought, as you suffer from chronic pain, this Tumeric has many benefits including for chronic pain, excess of sugar, cholesterol….. just search it online and you’ll see how healthy this spice is. If you mix this Tumeric with something called Bioperine (an extract of spicy peppers such as black and white pepper), it will be even more anti inflamatory.
    There is a product in US called Ultra Pure Tumeric sold at 69 and something $ . Which contains these two ingredients (if you don’t want to buy them separately which might be cheaper)
    As it seems that you haven’t found the solution yet, why no give it a try? It’s all natural and you’ve nothing to lose. I hope this helps.

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    1. Thank you. I have tried turmeric and probably everything else known to man. My pain though is caused from severe bone damage in my knees, which does cause inflammation, but nothing is going to help the pain until I get my knee replacement surgery. I have found nothing as yet that makes a big difference in pain level, even prescription pain meds. The meds I am on take the edge off but that’s about it. Thank you for caring! ❤

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          1. Oh I’m sorry. Hmmm have you tried in Mexico maybe? Doctors are cheap and they have the same knowledge if not more… If you have a friend there maybe she can help you find a surgeon who might be more capable.

            The one who doesn’t try, will never have anything.😏

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