R.I.P. My Furry Friend


This past Saturday was a very gloomy and sad day for me. It started the same as any other day but quickly went south. I noticed Pepper my 17-year-old cat was acting weird and laying in a weird spot. I didn’t think much of it at first because cats can be weird sometimes. It didn’t hit me that something was really wrong until Barry filled the cat dish with food and he didn’t bolt to the basement to get his kibble like always.

cat-pepperI knelt down to talk to him and pet him and he started meowing like I’ve never heard him “talk” before. Worry started to set in.  I was holding out, or more likely trying to convince myself that perhaps he got into something he shouldn’t have and had a bout of tummy troubles. On to trick number two. Soft cat food. He can’t resist the sound of the can opener cracking that seal and goes crazy for it practically climbing up my legs to get to it. He had zero interest. Damnit!

I sat there continuing to pet him and at a certain point he decided to get up and move. He got up, took a couple of steps, started to wobble and fell over. At this point I totally lost it and couldn’t hold back my emotions as it was suddenly apparent the day I dreaded had finally come and reared its ugly head.

Naturally it was noon on a Saturday and our vet was closed, as was all the rest of them in the area. Of course the emergency vets are open and willing to charge you an arm and a leg. Luckily I found a place not too far away that was still open for several more hours and told us to come in.

Long story short, Pepper became ill with diabetic ketoacidosis and the obvious options were try to extend is life several months and many thousands of dollars or send him on his way over the rainbow bridge. When the words “euthanasia” came out of the vets mouth, I knew my time with Pepper had come to an end. I couldn’t believe how fast this illness came about and was not ready to make a decision to end a life that has been apart of my every day for the last 17 years. While at the vet office Pepper got worse and I knew I couldn’t be selfish and drag him through many days and weeks of testing and treatment only to get maybe another month. It was time for him to move on. Hardest decision I’ve ever had to make. I never thought I would be coming back home without him.

Pepper was one different kind of cat. I’ve never interacted with a cat that acted as he did. He was the most needy cat with an unending giving of love. I always said he was part dog the way he followed me everywhere I went. I couldn’t sit down without him immediately coming to me from where ever he was keeping an eye on things to come and use my lap and lather me with his sand-paper kisses and cold wet nose. He was my constant work studio companion, my foot warmer in bed, and always thought my office chair was made specifically for him to squeeze into with me.

Rest in peace Pepper. I shall miss you forever.

14 comments for “R.I.P. My Furry Friend

  1. Rick K
    11 June, 2013 at 7:18 am

    Hi Joe,

    I’m so sad to hear about Pepper. It’s amazing how these animals become a part of our family.

    • Joe
      15 June, 2013 at 1:14 pm

      It really is amazing, and all they do is lay around all day lol.

  2. Tiggybubba
    11 June, 2013 at 9:15 am

    I am so sorry to hear about Pepper. The kindest gift is easing their way from this world to the next. He knew you loved him right up to the end. And one day, he will send a new companion to you to keep you company until you are reunited at the bridge.
    Gentle hugs and forehead kisses.

    • Joe
      15 June, 2013 at 1:16 pm

      I was glad I was there to see him through it even though it was really hard.

  3. Diana
    11 June, 2013 at 9:59 am

    I’m so sorry Pepper has crossed over, the hardest thing we have to do is let them go.

    • Joe
      15 June, 2013 at 1:18 pm

      That is the truth! Hope the rest of my furry companions can have that long of a life. I’m not sure I can go through that again anytime soon.

  4. Jill Reichenberger
    11 June, 2013 at 10:13 am

    I am so sorry about Pepper! Joe, you had him a long time and he was a good friend! Thinking of you today!

    • Joe
      15 June, 2013 at 1:22 pm

      Thanks Jill.

  5. 11 June, 2013 at 1:10 pm

    Sorry for your loss, Joe (and Barry). It is so hard to lose furry friends who have been in our lives for a long time.

    • Joe
      15 June, 2013 at 1:26 pm

      Thank you Maren. You don’t realize how much they were a part of your every day until they are no longer around.

  6. Lori Baker
    12 June, 2013 at 4:18 am

    I know you loved Pepper. I imagine you are still reeling from such a sudden and unexpected illness. I’m a farm girl and got use to pets coming and going quickly, usually at the hands of farm machinery. It just seems so much harder when you are the one that has to make the choice. It’s hard to lose the animals that become so much a part of our lives that they qualify as family. Thinking of you!

    • Joe
      15 June, 2013 at 1:31 pm

      Thank you Lori. It definitely was a hard week. I’m glad we have other pets to help keep the house active and the cuddles plentiful :).

  7. 6 July, 2013 at 3:54 pm

    I’m so sorry for your loss. I had to do the same with my 2 a couple months ago (6 weeks apart)–they both had Feline Leukemia. It is definitely the hardest thing to do, but you did right by Pepper.

    • Joe
      7 July, 2013 at 12:46 pm

      I’m sorry Denise. Losing one is hard enough but another in such a short time period has to be extremely trying.

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