My brother, John, unexpectedly lost Sabu, one of his furbabies, on Monday.
I lost my furbaby, Joey, about a year and a half ago and I am still so sad about it and completely heartbroken. (I wrote about it on the day he died.)
Joey used to maintain a blog (mostly with fun photos) with the help of his mama and Curt. Curt helped him pen his last post once he was gone. Curt did a great job of working with Joey on that post as a lot of the memories were before Curt had joined our little family. And I, of course, posted something to his blog as well after he was gone.
The heartbreak and sadness of losing a furbaby is so painful. And I think the reason for that is the amazing and unconditional love that a furry family member can bring and show.
Unconditional love by a furbaby is magical and beautiful and there is nothing else like it.
I am so sad for John right now. The one thing I am grateful for is that he has two other furbabies, Foley and Grrry. They can help each other get through this … Continue reading
Tomorrow will be one year since I lost my beautiful furry boy, Joey.
I can’t believe it has been a year.
He was in my life for 17 1/2 years. That’s a long time. And I still can’t believe he is gone.
Joey brought so much joy to my life and his unconditional love and cuddling were just two wonderful things about him.
I am still heart broken over his death. I am not sure if I will ever get over it.
People have asked if we will get another cat or if we want one. For now the answer is no. I wanted to be furbaby free for a year. And a year has come.
Here’s the thing, Joey had an amazing personality. He was a cuddle bug and a sweetheart. He was definitely cat and would get pissy at times. But his personality for the most part was almost like a dog.
I don’t think I could find another cat that would compare. And I don’t think I want to. Another cat will never be my Joey and I don’t know if I could bear that.
Watching TV or movies while cuddled under a blanket is just not … Continue reading
Six months ago today our furbaby went to furry heaven.
I had Joey for 17 1/2 years. Curt, Joey and I were a family for a little more than 11 years. My two boys started off with a love/hate relationship. Eventually it was love/love.
Losing Joey has been one of the hardest things I have ever gone through. For almost my entire adult life he was in it. He was my first and only pet all my own. He was a constant in my life and around daily. His unconditional love was his greatest gift (as I am sure with most pets). His second greatest gift was what a cuddle bug he was. He fit perfectly in our house as we love to lounge and watch TV and movies.
Joey kept people informed on what he was up via his blog. Curt even helped him with his last post, which went live the day after he died. (I just reread it and laughed and mostly cried.) I wrote my own farewell to Joey, too.
Luckily my baby didn’t suffer for too long. And his health only really went down hill the last two months of his life. … Continue reading
Between being sad and in mourning over Joey, busy personally, busy as the year ends at work I am tired, stressed, drained, etc.
I was at Target today shopping for my company’s annual toy drive. At some point I started to notice a slight sore throat. On the drive back to work I realized I was super tired.
Oh no! Am I getting sick? It is very likely with everything I have going on right now.
I was going to attend my regular Wednesday night yoga class. But I thought it was best to skip and rest.
Next week at work I am taking an all day leadership training and have materials to read ahead of time. So I am trying to get through that stuff tonight as I should have already had this stuff done.
For myself I believe if you think you are getting sick or you are sick to take it easy, try not to over do it and definitely don’t exercise.
December is already a challenge for me in terms of lots to do, being busy, not exercising as much as I want and eating way too much crap. Now I can top on possibly getting … Continue reading
Today Curt and I lost our furbaby, Joey. Joey was born around April 15, 1994. He came into my life on June 2, 1994 and he went to kitty heaven today, Dec. 4, 2011.
For most of Joey’s life he was a healthy cat. I feel lucky for that. A little more than a year ago Joey became diabetic–his first major illness. About a year later the diabetes reversed and Joey was in renal failure. That was hard on Joey and the illness kicked in quickly.
I got Joey when I was 19. I have had him for almost half my life. I feel lucky to have had him for so long. And I am so sad that he is gone. Curt and I knew yesterday that it was time–he wasn’t eating; he was losing control; he was having trouble walking; he just wasn’t himself; we couldn’t leave him alone.
I know that I need to mourn my little hairy family member. And I will take as long as I need. I know it will take time. Joey was the longest male relationship I ever had–17 1/2 years is a long time. 🙂 I will be sad. But also happy … Continue reading