It’s not easy for me to say this, because it hurts a lot, but J.J. died on Friday, January 12th. It seems, all this was too much for him, having bladder stones, and the surgery, the antibiotics, the cold. I was hoping so much he’d be okay, but it wasn’t meant to be. As you all can probably imagine I am really upset over this, I cried so much yesterday, and I am crying now as I write this. I loved this cat so much, he was like a family member to me. And I have a hard time dealing with loss, I can’t let go easily.

I know he was old and he had a good life, but that doesn’t make the pain go away. I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye. I didn’t know that last Saturday was going to be the last time I’d see him.

I am glad he died naturally, and wasn’t put to sleep, because it was really his time to go, but I will miss him so much. I wish he had had more time. I spent almost half my life with him in it, and it’s so hard to think he won’t be part of it any more. I moved away from home over four years ago, but every time I was home, I was so happy to see him, and he was so attached to me as well, like he would only come to me for food (when our neighbors were on vacation). He used to stay in my room, when I was up late, and sit right next to my desk chair, or sit next to me on the couch in the living room. Whenever you got yourself something to eat, he’d come right to you to see if it was something he’d like, and sit there like he was just waiting for a piece to fall to the floor. When he was outside and would want to come in, he’d hop onto this fence-like thing (for plants like ivy to grow on), that would in turn tap against the window, like he tried asking us to open the door for him. I still have this tiny scar on my hand from when he scratched me once like 8-9 years ago, I am glad now that I have it, because it’ll remind me of J.J.

I will end this here, because the more I write about it and the more I think about it, the more upset I get. I knew this would happen one day, but I didn’t expect it so soon. I will miss him so much when I am home and he won’t come around to our house anymore. I will never be able to pet him anymore, he had such long and soft fur.

He was such a beautiful cat.

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