so confused about the sudden loss of jimmie
I am writing this to possibly receive some feedback from others that may have gone through something similar. Tuesday eve I suddenly, unexpectedly and tragically lost my 13 yo baby, Jimmie. it was a pleasant eve. I was sitting on my couch with my laptop and two other kitties hanging out beside me. JimmieJimmie jumped up on side of sofa like he always had. this time he did not make it up. I keep replaying the scenario. I did not see himh jump up but heard the sound of him sort of sliding back down the side of the sofa. at that moment I then saw my standing floor lamp go crashing down and seeing that Jimmie was in its path. Freaking out, I jumped to lift the base of lamp up and away fromthe him. he actually stood up and thenTooka step and gently laid down on his side. I was not believing what had just happened. he began breathing rapidly and made quiet noise like gurgling and then hHe was still and quiet. I was quite the opposite. what just happened. did the weight of the floor lamp crush him. Why did he slide down the side of sofa. There was no blood. there was no foaming from his mouth. There was just a little wet spot on carpet where he laid when he departed from me so suddenly. he was the leader of our pack. Me and his 3 other furry ones are grieving, confused and empty right now. Can anyone offer anySuggestions of why my otherwise happy go lucky jimmie checked out without any warning. grieving in Houston, k
Reply To: jimmie
I share your grief! This is my sad story .Jules
our beloved Ogies.
About 4½ yrs
ago, I rescued this male black kitten, then about 4 weeks old, from the local
refuse dump in our village, Sedgefield, in South Africa. His fur covered in smelly fluid and flea
infested. I took him home, and my wife
and one son who was at home at the time, bathed him and rid him of the fleas.
We have two other older cats, one also a black male I took in as a stray, and a
Siamese female the wife purchased.
Fast forward to 21st
Jan 2016, at about 3 AM, he got off the
bed where he slept ever since that day, cuddled up snugly against my one leg, gave an unusual soft cough, and went out
the always open window, as he always did early mornings. When he did not return
after about an hour, we started looking for him calling his name ( Afrikaans
for “Eyes” because of the prominent large eyes) after a frantic search, my son discovered his limp body on the floor of our
garden shed. I went absolutely
hysterical and cried my heart out, even though I am 69 yrs old. I have been
crying every day since, and am still devastated. After research on the Net, the conclusion was
drawn that it was probably the dreaded heart condition, Cardiomyopathy, as he
showed no signs of prior distress and was healthy as could be.
He meant the world
to me and we became very attached to
each other. He would follow me all over
the house and garden, even went for rides with me and the wife in the car around the village, and for walks on
the sand dunes at the beach and in a large church garden close to our home, We showered him with love and affection and
cuddled him at least 6 times a day!
We buried him in one corner of our backyard next to a small vegetable patch, where we spent many precious moments
together. Him mimicking me, and digging small holes when planting veggies.
It is absolute agony wandering about the house and see
all his favourite lounging spots, still expecting to see him lazing on his
We have visited the grave site about 20 times since, asking ourselves a thousand times “ why him!”
We will cherish the fond memories of his far too short, 4½ yrs, he shared with us, till our dying days.
If cats could talk, I am sure he would have said just
before exhaling his last breath “ Don’t
mourn my death mommy and daddy, Just
cherish the countless fond memories of the wonderful life I shared with you”
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