I know I don’t really post in here and am more of a lurker than contributor. I’m kind of a quiet person I think, until I get to know someone and then can talk your head off.
Anyways, I’m posting here today because I lost my cat this afternoon. Her name was Zoey, she was a “tuxedo” cat, and she would have been 11 years old next month. I adopted her from the local animal shelter when she was only about a month old and she has been my favorite (and I like to think her favorite) since then.
I’m not really sure what happened.
She was up and about this morning acting normal waiting for breakfast. She came back to visit me briefly while I was working, and that was the last time I saw her. I got up to take a lunch in the afternoon and went looking for her since she normally hangs out with me. My second cat was in the cat tower and my third cat was in his favorite place under the couch, but Zoey was nowhere to be found.
I went back and checked bedrooms and found her on my daughter’s bed. I thought she was sleeping, she was laying on a blanket my daughter had near the end of the bed, and nothing looked out of the ordinary. I walked over to say hi and pet her, expecting her to raise her head with the greeting meow she normally gives me, but nothing. I went to pick her up and immediately knew she was gone at that point.
I’m so devastated. I know she is a cat, but she has been part of my family for almost 11 years. My wife and I adopted her before we married and before our daughter was born. It doesn’t feel real.
Below are a couple pictures of Zoey, if anyone is interested. :’(