My old man, my big boy, my buddy…these are all things I called my beautiful cat Maximum Paws, belovedly known as Max. (he had more toes than normal, hence the name, Maximum Paws)
Max was 19 years old. For the past few years he has had a number of old kitty ailments, but they were all being managed well. This past week, he took a quick turn for the worse. We tried to save him, we didn’t think this would be the end. No one did.
I won’t go into details of his death. He just got sick and we had to say goodbye. Our hearts are breaking. We are both devastated. Our big boy is gone.
He leaves us exactly one week after the 5th anniversary of his sister’s death. Sandy was a huge part of our lives. I wrote about her loss here.
I feel like I’ve lost my children. I know many people will not understand this, but Sandy and Max were a part of our lives for so long. We started our lives together with them. They rode across country twice with us. They were close. It was a great relationship. And they brought so much love and happiness into our lives. I miss them so.
I just can’t stop crying. My heart is broken. I see him everywhere, and no where.
my darling Max you will forever be in my heart.