cw pet death

Today I lost my daughter.

Nirre’s situation got worse over the past two days and last night was especially horrible. Unlike last weekend and Monday, she stopped eating and was completely unable to pass stool. We took her to an animal hospital in hopes of finding relief for her only to find out her situation was far worse than what we had learned on Monday. Instead of lymphoma, she had a very aggressive bone cancer and it was all over her body. Bone cancer happens only about 0.05% in cat cancer cases, so it was like winning a fucked up lottery. We still haven’t received the lab results taken on Monday, but her x-ray showed it was worse on her back legs and had even spread to her left lung. Just a couple of weeks ago she didn’t even have those two tumors between her legs (each about the size of an egg, we literally noticed them last week and we had been keeping an eye on her) and now it was everywhere. They asked if we would like to take her home for one last time, but we decided to let her go then and there. She was in pain but went to eternal slumber peacefully. She was only 10 years old.

Nirre was such a lovely girl. everyone who met her loved her and she was so full of love, she was known to head-butt you with such force it almost broke your nose. At the hospital, they didn’t even need to sedate her to get the X-ray done, she was so gentle and kind, even in pain. Due to her illness, she went quickly and thankfully she didn’t need to suffer for long. We took her and her siblings out on a leash on Tuesday and she was then still very playful and ate well. She slept next to me that night and last night she finally calmed down and slept next to my wifey.

We got her and her brother Therre when wifey and I had just about begun dating (a year into our relationship) She used to be very shy and sounded like a little bird when she meowed until she got bigger and her lovely sound turned into shrieks which kept me awake at night when she was looking for someone to play with her. She was a beautiful soul and she is still loved.

Last week has been rough, mentally and money-wise. I haven't slept well and I’m crying as I’m writing this. We miss her, but it was better to let her go than let her suffer any longer. We miss her terribly and I know things will get better, I will remember how she loved and I do not regret having her even though I wish I could have her back. It’s hard to lose a pet you care greatly for, it’s painful, but it’s still worth it. I love Nirre and she will always be in my heart and took a part of with her as she passed.

My many thanks to all who wished us the best and to end things on a positive note, I would like to know about your pet, one either still with you or one past that rainbow bridge. I’ve shared about mine and I would like to know your favorite or memorable memory about yours like Terry Pratchett wrote: “A man is not dead while his name is still spoken” and maybe sharing their stories could keep them here a little while longer.