This is about my cat, My Big Boy Pride.

My Big Boy Pride is really sick.

Between last Thursday and yesterday,
Pride has visited the vet twice already.
He has a lot of white fluids in his tummy,
the vet has drained 1625ml of white fluids
out of his tiny little body,
and that's a lot of fluids from a cat's tummy!

These past few days Pride would often walk by me,
and look up at me through those big green eyes
as if to ask me if I could make him feel better.
I feel sad because I could not perform any miracles.
I could only pick him up to stroke and pet him,
and in return, he would show his gratitude by purring loudly.

I still leave my dear husband's cane in the bedroom
on the side of the bed where my sweetheart used to sleep,
and these past few days I have caught Pride,
on several occasions, wanting to lie close to my husband's cane.
I think perhaps my husband's spirit is here to comfort him.
Pride has always been close to my husband when he was alive.

I think my husband is watching over us, and he knows Pride is sick.
I hope he can, in some ways, make Pride feel better when I cannot.
Pride has been very close to me too after my husband's passing.
He would look up to me for food and comfort
as well as everything else as if I'm his mommy.
It is no surprise because we had brought him into our house
when Pride was only 10 weeks old.

He was a little devil then.
He was brought to us in a little green box.
When he arrived first thing he did was to climb out of that box,
then he began to run around all over the place.
He was so tiny he would fit right into my palm and look up
at me with those tiny-little-wee eyes, and meowed "Feed me!"

He would jump around as if he was Super Mario,
always landing with precision,
right on the top of a tiny spot!
and then he would jump down
and start all over again
like a little ball of energy fire!

He grew very fast, almost as fast as lightning.
I remember Pride was only small for two weeks.
On the third week, he grew to twice his original size.
Then he would grow and grow, and before you know it
he was already 20 lbs. with thick bones and hard muscles!
Not fats but hard muscles, like a bull-dog type of muscles!

I am heartbroken!
I am afraid my Big Boy Pride is nearing the end of his journey,
and will not have much more time left in this world.
The vet has drawn some blood samples and the white fluids
to send to the lab for analysis.
I am hoping and praying it is nothing serious.

Today, Pride just wants to be by himself.
He would not come near anyone.
Not even let my daughters two kitties near him.
He has been eating very little for the past few days,
and also has very few bowel movements,
I'm afraid he is going to leave us soon.

I will call the vet tomorrow morning
for the result of the blood test and the white fluids.
I hope my husband is watching over him.
And May God bless my Big Boy Pride
as he has given so much joy
to our family.

~ Sandie Angel, 05/01/2018