Mat(t) went over...

the Rainbow Bridge today. Mat(t) was my big fluffy orange and white kittyboy. (For all you Horsie fans, picture Horsie with orange instead of grey) He was only 6 years old. He's been sick for the past week and a half. Early last week, I realized that he was losing weight because I could feel his backbone some when I petted him. He acted fine, though and was eating well. Yet by last Thursday, he developed diarhea and threw up as well. I have had him to the vet's 3 times in the last week. Ultimately, today he was diagnosed with stomach cancer. The vet called me at work while he was still under aneshesia. I had them go ahead and send him on while he was still under.

I'm crying so hard, I can barely write this. You see, the worst of it is, I didn't get to tell him goodbye. I know I did the right thing by letting him go that way. But, the selfish part of me kind of wishes I could have had a little more time with him prior to letting him go. It was all so sudden. He was fine one day, and a week and a half later, he had lost 3 pounds and is now gone. Please, everybody, go hug your kitties and tell them how much you love them