Hello Hive!
It’s been a while since I’ve been active on Hive, and I feel like I owe you all an explanation. The truth is, I’ve been going through something difficult something that has left a huge void in my life. My beloved cat, my baby, passed away, and it hit me harder than I ever imagined. Between grieving and preparing for exams, I needed time to process everything. Today, I’m finally ready to share my story, even though the tears are still flowing as I write this.
My cat was so affectionate and sweet. He was the kind of cat who would shower me with kisses and cuddles every single day. He had this way of making me feel loved, even on my hardest days. He’d catch my fingers with his paws when I moved them, and we’d play this little game that always made me smile and left me with scratches. But on his last day, he was too weak to play. I placed my finger under his paw and pretended he caught me, just like we always did. I hope he felt the love in that moment. I hope he knew how much he meant to me.
When I realized something was wrong, I called the vet immediately. But it was too late. There were no signs, no warnings… just a sudden and heartbreaking goodbye. I held him close, wrapped him in blankets, and turned on the heater to keep him warm. I gave him all the kisses and cuddles he always gave me. And then, as I held him, he took his last breath. I can’t describe the feeling of his body becoming heavy in my arms. It’s a moment I’ll never forget, and one that still brings me to tears.
What broke me even more was seeing his cat buddies react. They all gathered around him, as if they knew... One of them even licked him, as if to say goodbye. His brother, who’s always been so close to him, rubbed his head against mine while I cried. It was like he was trying to comfort me, but it only made me cry harder. The house feels so empty without him now. His brother and his cat friends miss him too. It’s like a piece of our little family is gone, and it will never be the same.
I’m really grateful, though. Grateful that I was there with him in his final moments. Grateful that I got to hold him, kiss him, and tell him how much I love him. Grateful that I got to accompany him across the rainbow bridge. He was more than just a cat; he was my baby, my friend, my source of joy. And even though he’s gone, I know his love will stay with me forever.
I’m sharing this because I know many of you have experienced the loss of a pet. It’s a pain that’s hard to put into words, but it’s also a strong proof of how deeply we can love. My cat may no longer be here physically, but his spirit lives on in my heart. And maybe, just maybe, he’s somewhere out there, catching my fingers with his paws and waiting for the day we’ll play again. Maybe all of the cats that passed are waiting for us patiently :).
Thank you for giving me the space to grieve and for being such a supportive community. I’ll be back to posting regularly soon, but for now, I’m taking it one day at a time. Hug your pets a little tighter tonight; they truly are a gift. A lot of the times they’re better than people.
Rest in peace, my sweet baby. You were loved more than words can ever express.
