In spite of March 19, 2010 being one of the worse days of my life, I want to honor Coco who was diagnosed with GI lymphoma at age 4. We did everything we could and she defied the odds and was in remission until she was almost 6. She was a rescue that we got when she was 8 weeks old with her sister Chanel who we thankfully still have.
Please remember you can get a full breed cat or dog at a rescue shelter. Coco was a Himalayan Persian. She was so sweet and smart. She played fetch - even by herself. She would throw her toys downstairs herself and go get them. She also had a butterfly that she carried everywhere and always slept next to. Losing a pet is always hard. I just wish she could have stayed with us longer.
When she passed away I wanted to know how long the PAIN would last. I've learned that, for me, it never really goes away. I've learned how to deal with it though. As far as getting another pet...I felt wrong doing that, but I think it's a personal decision when and if a person chooses to get a new pet. I waited five weeks (as long as I could) and got Sasha from our local shelter. She had been left there the day before. The doctor said she was five weeks old when we brought her to the doctor - coincidence?
For me, one of the hardest things about traveling is missing my family and pets and one of the best things is coming home to them. This is Sasha who we rescued when she was 5 weeks old from a shelter. I say she is Siamese (but is probably a mix) and think she is beautiful! A few people have said that her face is funny as it's asymmetrical. She is glued to my side and can be fast asleep but follows me and sits on the counter while I brush my teeth at night.
Here is Chanel taking time to smell the flowers:
I know that it talking about the loss of a pet is not the most uplifting topic. I do appreciate you stopping by and reading about my Coco. I've learned that losing a pet can be like losing a small child. Don't be afraid to reach out for help of any kind if it happens to you. Take care my friends!