I wanted to post this here, because I believe a lot of you empathetic, animal loving souls. It's been more than 2 weeks since I lost my beautiful Tortie Baby Ruby, and yet I am still mourning her deeply and painfully. My Mum and family and friends keep trying to reassure me that Boobies (my nickname for Rubes) lived a long and loved life for a cat, and that is true, but the pain of her loss and without her company still stings .
She was alive for nearly half of my own life (I am 40) and miss her deeply everyday.
The advice I keep getting (oh you can get another cat/kitten) really pisses me off, you would not say that to a grieving parent or parents who just lost a child.
Maybe I am being over sensitive but Ruby was a big part of my life. I feel like so much light and happiness is gone now that she crossed the Rainbow Bridge.
I would appreciate some kind advice from others as to how you coped after the death of a much loved and cherished pet.
She was alive for nearly half of my own life (I am 40) and miss her deeply everyday.
The advice I keep getting (oh you can get another cat/kitten) really pisses me off, you would not say that to a grieving parent or parents who just lost a child.
Maybe I am being over sensitive but Ruby was a big part of my life. I feel like so much light and happiness is gone now that she crossed the Rainbow Bridge.
I would appreciate some kind advice from others as to how you coped after the death of a much loved and cherished pet.
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