Melinda, I hadn't realized just how obsessive I was about Ollie until after
he was gone. For an entire year, it was how does he look? How's his
weight? Does he still have his "cat bag?" Is he playing? How much has he
eaten? What will he eat? When should I give him his medicine? Should I do
both at once or split it up? Did I close off the basement so he can't hide?
Do I need to renew the prescription? What if I have to go out of town?
Can Steve handle it alone? Then there's the Buying of the Cat Food. He
likes this. He doesn't like that. Whiskas Mealtime is his favorite. He
won't eat Whiskas with Veal. Should I use the A&P coupon and buy 24 jars of
baby food this week?
Then, after he was gone, there was all this TIME and ENERGY that had been
spent on this was all just THERE, and I didn't know what to do with myself.
So yes, I do understand.
Pongo is at a ripe old age, and he's put up a really good fight. I know
we'd like to believe they might go on forever, but they don't. And I'll bet
you end up with the same situation we had, where something else gets him.
Can you try to just enjoy the time you have with him? I know it's hard, but
one thing I've learned from losing two cats and a stepfather within 3 weeks
of each other: What's going to happen is going to happen. It's what we do
in the meantime that matters.
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