I moved to Japan in August of 2018. I had been evicted from my apartment because I was unemployed and wasn't making enough on unemployment to pay the full rent and other bills. So, I found a much cheaper option of renting a room. Unfortunately, the owner had a very large doberman. Nice dog, but terrible with other animals. I wasn't going to subject my, at the time, 16yr old cat to living in a single room with a large dog constantly barking at the door. The dog was a sweetheart, but again, bad with other animals.
I lived there for just under a year before I got an opportunity to work in Japan, something I had been trying to do for a few years now. I should probably mention the cat, rocky, had been my mothers cat before she passed away from cancer. I promised her, on her death bed, that I would take care of him for her. I loved that cat. Still do. Anyways, I had to find a home for him before I got evicted. I called around to people asking if they knew of any shelters that would take him and, if needed, find him a home. No answers. Then, someone I had worked with years ago but was super friendly with offered to take him in for me. She and her husband already had 2 cats of their own.
I lived in NJ at the time and she was in PA. She and her husband drove to my place to come get him. I'm not sure I can properly articulate how cold I felt that night, hearing him in the carrier when she came to get him. I still kills me when I think about it. But, he eventually settled in and things were going good. She would end pictures of him chilling on the windowsill, just like he used to in my old apartment. I get a text from her yesterday, say he was eating as much and was losing weight. Said she was taking him to her vet. His liver is failing. I guess that just how it goes when you are 18ish years old in cat years. The vet gave him some kind of shot to maybe help with his appetite. She is taking him back to the vet on Saturday. It will be good or bad news I suppose.
Is a simple thank you enough for someone that took a huge load off my mind, and my heart, at a time when I needed it the most? I wouldn't even know how to properly thank her other thank the thank you I've already given multiple times over the course of about a year. He's been happy, I hope, warm and fed by people who cared enough to help me. Part of me feels like I let my mother down by not being the one to take care of him. I already put one cat down I promised her I would take care of and that nearly killed me when I had to do it. I'm a terrible person for not being able to remember what the vet said he had that putting him down was the best, most humane, option at the time.
This may be a little long-winded but hey, thanks for reading this far, if you have.
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