Didn't Want To Say Goodbye Again

Yesterday was a very hard day. My daughter-in-law took Patch and I down to the emergency animal hospital in Delaware because my kitty wasn't doing very well. Earlier this week, my kitty Patch had slowly not eaten since Monday. For the last four months his weight had dropped, even though he was eating very good. I tried in vain with different methods of bulking him up. Even his water intake was normal an d his stools looked healthy. So wasn't overly concerned because his was an old kitty. This week changed, he decreased his eating and drinking habits and his skin started to turn yellow, almost indicating liver failure. Through it all, he remain his loving self. These past two months has be awful, just on January 3rd , my beloved little dog, Scooter died at the age of 12 from congestive heart failure. Now almost to the date, I had to make the tough decision of putting Patch to sleep so he wouldn't be suffering in his last days. It has always been such a tough thing to do for many pet parents and one that never gets easier. Only one time before did I have to make this choice. It was with my little Weish Corgi, Lizzy. That was back in 1999. Patch's story began for me a little over a year ago, when I was having mice issues in my apartment. So I went to the local Humane Society to adopt a cat and luckily for me because I was strapped finacially, a gentleman had paid for all the cat adoptions for a Christmas gift to the shelter. I went back to pick out a kitty from their collection. There were quite a few cats in there but one stuck out because instantly he started loving on me. It was a good connection between us. Patch was an older boy who was very rough looking, it looked like he had gone through quite a bit. Either an old tom cat who got into a lot of fights over the years or maybe he was horribily abused. I never found out. Either way, he was the most loving and sweet cat I had ever owned. I just couldn 't leave him behind. So I adopted him. To my dismay, Patch however wasn't a mouser, he never tried to hunt, but that was all right but what he lacked in hunting skills, he made up for companionship. I had nuetered and he did well. He was always well behaved, never getting into trouble or jumping on the counters. Patch loved kitty treats and his favorite cat food was Purina Naturals. He loved to cuddle and sit on my lap but the cutest thing was he would lay his head on my head. He was one of a kind. Scooter and Patch were buddies too and when Scooter passed, Patch would lay in the spot beside my leg. Time to time, Id break down and cry and would come over and in his way would comfort me as if he knew what I was going through. I know it hasnt been even 12 hours since his passing , I miss him terribly. For only a year, Patch impacted my life like a longtime friend. He will always remain in my heart. If those reading ever consider adopting a pet from the Humane Society or happen to have a stray that is hanging around your property and they happen to be elderly. Please don't pass them up because they are old. You may get the best friend in your life, even if they have four legs. I'm reminded of what it says in Hebrews " Be kind to strangers ,for in doing so, you have entertained angels unaware." To you Patch, Thank you for your love and always being there when I needed a friend, even though I only got a year with with you, you made my life better for you just being in it. You made a big impact in my life, you meant the world to me. Thank you Patch. I love you buddy;You are my angel.