As you can tell from the title, my cat Littlebit has passed away. She was the inspiration behind half of this blog’s name. She was almost fifteen years old. I remember the day we got her. This couple was going to get the few kittens they saw and take them to a shelter and were having no luck. My dad handed my sister and I a fishing net, and we came back with a tiny white fluff ball, who had two different color eyes. I remember my mom holding her on her chest and swearing we were going to give her away. However, it was my mom who gave her name to her.
At the beginning of this month, I was already having a lot of things going on in my life, and was under a lot of stress. And unfortunately, it seemed like just another thing that went wrong when my cat started to go downhill. She was having a lot of trouble breathing and she was eating or drinking. We took her to the vet two or three times, and found she did have an enlarged heart. They had given her some medicine to try, and unfortunately the next evening she passed away.
It Has Been Difficult
With all the things going on in my life at that time, it really hit me hard that when my princess Littlebit passed away. It’s been a few weeks now, and I still have moments where I come home and expect her to be there, or I think I hear her meowing to come inside. I don’t want to make this blog post too long, or really, it’s just that I’m still not in a place where I can dwell on her passing without tearing up. So, instead, I will be posting some of my favorite pictures of her, and I hope you all hug your pets today. Because while some people see them as just animals, they are apart of our families, and when they are gone… It hurts.
Make sure you love your furbabies today. And for those of you who are having trouble grieving the loss of a furbaby, be sure to check out “The Rainbow Bridge“
Thank you all for your love.