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Last night our cat Spencer died. It happened very sudden, very quickly, but not without warning - a month ago he had two severe epileptic attacks, out of the blue. After that, he was like a zombie for two days and we'd almost given up hope for him back then, but he responded great to his meds and for the past four weeks, he's been back to his old self. But we'd been forewarned, and I took every moment with him as the gift that it was.
We had ten great years with him. His death was very sudden and quick. We think it might've been a stroke. Doesn't really matter. It took less than a minute and I don't think he suffered. There's a lot to be grateful for. And we still have little Tinka, his litter mate, who's also a darling.
I just miss him so much. The house feels empty.
I'll miss his many little quirks... he wasn't a great mice hunter, but he'd bring home dry leaves...always announcing it with that loud cry that cats use when they want to warn of dangerous prey. (And he did catch a mouse every once in a while, and then usually let them loose in the house.) He loved to hunt moths. He invented a game, Spencerball, which mainly consisted of him lying more or less gracefully on a chair and kicking at stuff we threw at him.
His health has never been robust, but he had such a great character. I loved that cat. I know pictures can't convey much, but here are a few pics from my harddrive.
worshiping the heater
he'd usually come when we watched tv, and lie on someone's lap.
here's one where he's very young, still not fully grown
the two of them, hanging out on my bed.
And here's a sketch of him sleeping right next to me while I was sitting on the bed, drawing. He hung out there a lot, we were always competing for the prime spot next to the heater and he kept me company while I worked. I miss that most of all.
We had ten great years with him. His death was very sudden and quick. We think it might've been a stroke. Doesn't really matter. It took less than a minute and I don't think he suffered. There's a lot to be grateful for. And we still have little Tinka, his litter mate, who's also a darling.
I just miss him so much. The house feels empty.
I'll miss his many little quirks... he wasn't a great mice hunter, but he'd bring home dry leaves...always announcing it with that loud cry that cats use when they want to warn of dangerous prey. (And he did catch a mouse every once in a while, and then usually let them loose in the house.) He loved to hunt moths. He invented a game, Spencerball, which mainly consisted of him lying more or less gracefully on a chair and kicking at stuff we threw at him.
His health has never been robust, but he had such a great character. I loved that cat. I know pictures can't convey much, but here are a few pics from my harddrive.
worshiping the heater
he'd usually come when we watched tv, and lie on someone's lap.
here's one where he's very young, still not fully grown
the two of them, hanging out on my bed.
And here's a sketch of him sleeping right next to me while I was sitting on the bed, drawing. He hung out there a lot, we were always competing for the prime spot next to the heater and he kept me company while I worked. I miss that most of all.
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I'm really sorry.
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i'm so sorry for your loss, babe. he was an absolutely gorgeous cat and sounds like a very special friend.
*hugs more*
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Yeah, so true. Spencer was incredibly cuddly, and he loved to be in our company. When we watched Buffy or later Atlantis, he usually showed up during the title credits and rolled up on someone's lap because he knew that'd mean at least 43 minutes of uninterrupted cuddling.
If... when... we get a second cat again, it'll be hard to get used to the fact that it's just not going to be like Spencer. I mean, he really was unique. Okay, every cat is unique but he, even more so. Even our Tinka, who's from the same litter and looks so much like him, likes her cuddling to, but not round-the-clock, she's much more active.
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**Hugs**
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Lovely pictures, thanks for posting.
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In 2002 we had a house fire (the computer shorted out 5 minutes after we left to go to a movie), and the worst loss of the whole thing was my two cats, Miyagi & Mikaru. They were my boys, and I still miss them terribly, but fate was kind and my girl (the icon here) was actually born the same day of the fire. They still visit me in my dreams, and when they do I know they are visiting me for real.
My you have lots of wonderful dreams to go along with the memories.
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But I'm glad you found another cat to make up a little for that loss. She's very pretty, too!
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If your computer is a Dell, be careful.
Spencer was a very, very gorgeous kitty.
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I'm so sorry. I'm glad he had such a long happy life and a relatively painless death, but that doesn't make your grief any easier.
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Thank you for sharing your memories of Spencer. What a character, and a sweetheart.
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I'm sorry you lost him.
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I remember when our family cat died (now 14 years ago). It is still one of the saddest moments of my life.
*cat love*
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