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RIP My Sweet Buddy Cat

My dearest Buddy cat,

I still remember when I first saw you when you were just a few months old. You were black with a bit of white on your belly and had two white toes, one on each back leg. You were feisty and so much fun, even when you were climbing the furniture and curtains.

You had a different name for quite a few months and even though people called you Bear, it just didn’t quite fit. One day after a grueling day of studying, you came and walked right across my books. I remember wanting to be annoyed with you (and probably was for at least a little bit), but you were just trying to tell me it was time for a break. I said something like, “You’re momma’s little buddy aren’t you?”. And the name stuck ever since.


You had some health issues back when you were seven or eight. You were all blocked up and couldn’t urinate. I’ll  never forget my fear as we drove to the emergency vet. And the waiting all night until they finally called with the diagnosis: bladder stones. I agreed to the surgery. I didn’t even care about how much it was going to cost. You were my baby boy and there was no way I was going to lose you. You healed up just fine and lived many more years than I ever thought you would.



But at fifteen and a half, your poor kidneys just couldn’t do their job anymore. In just a few days you went from being healthy and playful with a shiny coat of hair (and a little on the chubby side), to lethargic with dry, brittle hair and no life in your eyes. You didn’t eat and didn’t drink. You were telling me how badly you were hurting. I took you to the vet, for what I assumed would be the last time. Waiting for the phone call was the worst. I knew something was very wrong and I was afraid I knew the culprit. The vet confirmed that your kidneys were no longer filtering the waste out of your blood and they weren’t reabsorbing precious water that your body needed.

But after IV fluids overnight, you seemed to rally. You were eating and drinking and using the litterbox. The vet even said you could come home with me. I had a new prescription diet for you and some saline fluids I was supposed to give you throughout the week to make sure your body had enough water.

But you didn’t eat that day or the following morning. You walked on wobbly legs and eventually went and hid in the back of the closet, something you had never done before. My heart hurt so much. I didn’t want to say good-bye. How do you say good-bye to something you love so much? But I couldn’t leave you in pain.



I loaded you up in your carrier for the last time and had my mom drive us to the emergency vet clinic. Your terrified cries pierced my heart, but I knew what I was doing was for the best. It didn’t help the guilt in my heart.

The vet agreed that you weren’t doing so good and when I told him what your blood work numbers were, he agreed that your little kidneys wouldn’t start working normally again. With fluids and meds I could maybe force you to stay around longer, but that would be selfish. You wouldn’t want to live a life like that. And even though I hated to say good-bye, I didn’t want to keep you around if it meant you’d be in pain.

They took you away to put in the catheter, then brought you in to me to administer the drug that would take away all of your pain. I snuggled you in my arms one last time, my tears of anguish dripping on your fur. I didn’t want to let you go. But I knew you weren’t in there anymore, that you were running in heaven, free of pain.

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I don’t know what I’m going to do without you. You’ve been there for me through so much. I keep expecting to see you come wandering around the corner or run down the hall. I can’t believe I’ll never hear your trilling meow or be able to bury my face in your soft fur when you’d snuggle with me. You gave me so much love and I’m so lucky to have been your momma.

Rest in peace, my sweet love. I’ll see you again some day.


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5 Comments on “RIP My Sweet Buddy Cat”

  1. jamiewauthor August 30, 2015 at 4:31 pm #

    Beautiful tribute, Shay.

  2. Sheilagh Lee August 30, 2015 at 5:43 pm #

    RIP Buddy cat I’m so sorry for your loss Shay~

  3. letahawk August 31, 2015 at 6:51 am #

    RIP Buddy. I hope you get to meet my sweet Molly Pie who’s probably cavorting around beyond the Rainbow Bridge as well.

  4. Inion N. Mathair September 11, 2015 at 5:10 pm #

    I’m so, so sorry Shay. But what a beautiful tribute to an amazing cat, Buddy. Sending you heartfelt wishes that you’ll get through this and remember as you did here, all the wonderful times!! xoxo ❤

  5. cpbialois September 18, 2015 at 1:30 pm #

    So sorry for your loss, Shay. Wonderful tribute.

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