My beautiful Jet
On Friday I lost the most precious being in my life. Jet was much more than a cat she was the child I never had and I had spent the last 10 months nursing her through the most horrendous effects of oral cancer which had been missed by my vet for some 6 months. During this time I was nursing Jet I went through many emotions which I understand may well have been preparation for the terrible pain I feel now. Jets last days with me were difficult but I will cherish the memories forever more. Jet was 17 when she passed but that fact makes things no easier for me. We had spent many years together and our bond was so tight that I now feel completely lost and broken without her. Jet was adorable and although she was small she had a very strong will and used it right till the end. Early on Friday morning after being awake for 3 days I begged Jet to close her eyes and promised her that she would feel better.......I meant to sleep but also knew that deep down that may mean an eternal sleep. I had taken the decision that I would let the vet help Jet to sleep on Saturday even though this is against everything that I believ in and and wanted for Jet. Jet fought on until Friday evening and eventually let go in her bedroom and in her mummy and daddy's arms. Even though I realise that Jet has been delivered from the nasty disease and its effects I I would give my every tomorrow for just one more yesterday with her. I loved my baby girl with every ounce of my being and had spent months bathing and feeding her at the cost of my own upkeep but would gladly do it all over again. Since Jet passed I have been unable to sleep or eat and have an urge to be with her every moment. My pain is so deep set that I have no idea how it will ever heal. I don't want to feel better as I know that better is not possible and if different is the only option then that is just not worth hoping for. I miss my baby so much and I can't help but wonder if she s looking down on me or if there is nothing after this life. I don't want comfort in the form of stories I want to hold and lover her as I have always done. The days now seem so empty without her as the great deal of care she needed was a 24 job for the most part. I love you Jet and I ll always love you baby girl. Mummy will never forget you my angel cake.