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AAAAA IT'S JUST LIKE WITH MEMPH—
Last pic I took of her before she went missing :'(
the loss of a pet
he has been found the morning after i drew this, but it still means a lot to me so i wanted to post it anyways. he is safe and sound, and he's here to stick to his promise of living forever :)
TW: Pet loss
So one of my cats died yesterday around this time, our little black panther was just 2 years old and it was a sudden death. I've been trying to stay strong and put together cause my older brother is devastated, but now that my brother is asleep i can't stop crying.
I even got a nosebleed cause of all the crying. I can't stop thinking about how i tried to resuscitate him and how i held him in my arms until his body became cold.
It still feels like a bad dream i'm trying to wake up from, i can hear him jumping on the forniture, and his scent still lingers around. I just hope my brother can heal from this and allow his heart to keep giving love to others.
And i don't even know why i'm writing this in english if it's not even my first language, it just feels right.
This is part 3 of the "What if Yuu didn't want to go back?" Series!
(I, the author of this work, do not consent to this work being crossposted/translated without my knowledge or used to train an AI, ever.)
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"Myaah, keep going!"
"Non, chat. You no longer need to be brushed. Vil, how is Yuu's hair coming along?"
Vil sighs. I've noticed he does that a lot. "Not as well as I thought, Rook. Even though the top layer was absurdly thick, the lower layers don't look much better. This is going to take longer than I expected."
I look up and into the mirror in front of me. Vil has cut my hair short, but the process of detangling the remaining mat of hair has caused the detangled hair to be noticeably longer than what's still a total mess. I'd say the hair he's worked through is about 4 inches, just long enough to cover my ears.
"Say, Monseur Mystery, how did you guess Monseur Chat's name?"
"Well..." I hesitate. Even now, the thoughts of his death still hurt. "When I was living in my world, I found a cat. He was my only friend. He was an alley cat, but chubby- not in a concerning or limiting way, just in a cute way- and he was grey with a large patch of white fur on his front, and his tail faded into black at the end, and... he had polydactly. I think that's what it's called, at least. Do you guys know what that is?"
"Nope!" Grim's reply is cheerful, like an island of comfort in a sea of mourning.
"Well, it's a condition where your limbs split off into multiple limbs. So, a two-tipped finger or extra toe or something. Well, my cat had it on the end of his tail. It looked, " I pause, reaching my hand toward Grim and trying, failing, to hold back tears. "Into three. A trident tail, just like this." I'm holding his tail in my hand now, careful, like he might break just as my voice is doing now. I can hardly speak through the lump in my throat, but I can speak.
"A-and that cat's name was Grim. And he was hit by a car when he was eight, and I've never been the same." I'm crying now, my eyes reduced to floodgates and my voice to a wreck. Vil is hugging me, his arms bringing some sense of safe to me, but that sense of safe pales in comparison to the comfort of holding Grim in my arms. His fur is soft, much softer now that he's been brushed, and Rook has joined the hug.
We stay there, just like that, for what feels like forever. Vil's arms are strong around me, as are Rook's, and I'm holding Grim again, and I don't want to lose him again. I can't. I barely survived the first time; I can't survive a second. The guilt would kill me.
"I guessed his name, too. I didn't know how. It just felt right. But... Yuu, you kind of remind me of someone. Another human. He fed me in my dreams, and his name was Yuu, and we were great friends, but one day he just stopped showing up. I never saw him again." Grim's previously sad face brightens a little, like a tea candle with just enough air to burn. "You look a lot like him, but older. Maybe... maybe he was you."
The tears come back. I let them. This time, they're happy tears, and Grim is crying them, too. Vil allows a few more minutes to pass, just like that, before he lets go and resumes his task of unmatting the other half of my hair. Rook pulls away, too, and waves his magic pen.
A tape measure, like you see tailors using in movies, appears in the air in front of him for him to wrap around my waist with skillful hands. Soon, he's removed the tape measure from my waist in favor of wraping it around my chest, and then my arms, and then Vil tells him off for doing something unnecessary.
I laugh. "Say, Monseur Mystery, have you tried to use magic since you arrived?"
I ponder. "Not really."
Rook chuckles. "Facinating."
"Are you okay with others being let into the room, Yuu?" Vil's voice is soft and soothing. I'm a little jealous, but who cares?
"Go right ahead." The lump in my throat is gone now that Grim is purring happily in my arms, just enjoying the sensation of being pet. Rook leaves the room- still holding his tape measure, I notice- and the door shuts behind him. Surprisingly, I don't hear his footsteps as he walks away, even before the door is closed and blocking my view.
Less than a minute later, the door opens again, revealing Rook, Korrak, and Korrak's familiar, whose name I do not yet know. Rook waves his pen, cleaning the cat brush with magic, and starts brushing the strange oppossum as he brushed Grim.
"Hey, what's your name? I'm Grim!"
"Call me Mandible."
Well, I guess I have a name to go with both of my roommates now. Unlike Grim, Mandible needs only a few minutes of brushing before his fur is even and soft, at which point Rook measures him, waves his pen, and voilá: five small stacks of clothing appear on the counter.
"What are those?" Mandible is already poking at the piles by the time he thinks to ask. I wasn't expecting Mandible to be more talkative than Korrak, but I guess Grim and I are no better.
"Uniforms! The white one is a lab coat for alchemy, the violet one is a dorm uniform, the one next to the lab coat is a PE uniform, the one next to the dorm uniform is a school uniform, and the one in between the dorm clothes and lab coat are some ceremonial robes. All are sized exactly for Monseur Opossum, of course." Rook looks quite proud of himself.
"Myaah, neato! Do I get some?"
"But of course, Monseur Chat! If you'll allow me a moment..." Rook starts measuring Grim just like he did with Mandible, and Vil lets out a triumphant "Hah!"
"Finally conquered my hair?"
"Not entirely, but I'm done with the hard part." With this, Vil pulls out a brush- not a cat brush, just a regular human brush- and starts running it through my hair in a soothing rhythm. Tired from the short day's events, I allow it to lull me to sleep.
Sweet dreams sweet girl
Rest easy angel Jellie 🩷
See you in Minecraft
My deepest condolences to Scar and his family, I’m very fortunate as a viewer to have witnessed such an icon.
I didn’t have a panic attack :D
I cried two or three times but one was because I was missing my cat a lot (fuck cancer, I wish cancer had a consciousness so I could take its most beloved thing away from it and slowly painfully kill at the time cancer needs it most so cancer knows how it fucking feels)
My grief will never end
I feel like I’m gonna have a panic attack and I don’t know why
Goodnight Queen Jellie.
Grief is strange(tw for pet death i guess)
So this is another i guess life update, yesterday the dog i've had for my whole life had to be put down cues she was getting old, and idk why her death hurts more then when rabbit did...maybe it's cues i've had her for longer but it just still hurts, i thought just like rabbit i would sleep and the grief would be gone, but its not and probably wont be for a little bit, so uh, yeah another "zen doesn't post anything" sense i've felt unmotivated and just haven't had energy to do anything, but uh yeah that's mainly it.
Oh also i should say this but uh happy spooky month everyone, sorry to put this at the end of a sad post but eh
please help me pay my kitties emergency vet bill!
ive never done this before but one of my cats just had to get an extremely sudden emergency procedure and i don't know what to do, my vet and i have reached out to a couple incredible programs here to help with the bill but one is less than half and the other hasn't replied back yet, i've already declined the blood work (CA$356) to lower the bill at the risk of possible underlying liver and kidney issues not being found but its still a monumental amount for us right now. i just feel so helpless
we had enough to pay the minimum deposit to get the procedure started in time thankfully, but we were already scraping by as it is and now we're in desperate need of funds to eat/pay rent/pay off any remainder of the bill. i am disabled without aid and have been unable to work/haven't worked since 2015 but am on track to hopefully start working pt this fall. i live with my mom who has 3-4 jobs including one seasonal job which needless to say is stressful and wearing her down. we unfortunately are stuck in the most expensive place to live in canada with the inability to save up to flee so the cycle is never ending.
this is Teddy, my typically very silly vocal happy boy who's not quite 2 yet, my comfort king, my little muffin who acts like a weighted blanket for me at night and eases my anxiety, his favourite toy is his pink unicorn poof, he loves car rides and he can shake paw!
he got a sudden urinary blockage last night with no straight answer as to why and progressively got worse as the night went on, i didnt sleep at all, i was panicking and bawling, naturally, and raced to the vet to get in as soon as the door opened. i assumed it was a uti which wouldn't have been as costly, but it turned out to be much more severe and life threatening. i never expected my usually extremely healthy boy to suddenly be at risk of that and im still trying to just process whats been happening
he needed to be sedated and given a catheter and some medication, the total bill came to CA$985.62, of which we were barely able to pay 500 of, and one program was able to donate 300 leaving a total of CA$185.62 for the bill. this, of course, leaves us scrambling for food and rent as well
i know there are a lot of fundraisers out there needing donations right now, and i really hate letting myself be so open and raw like this but even a dollar would help tremendously and i would be forever grateful for any help whatsoever, even a rb to signal boost is greatly appreciated <3
TLDR; my cat had a sudden life threatening issue and now we can't pay the full vet bill or pay for food/rent
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We already miss you so much, Ouma Chloe Rest in peace🕊️
Heaven has gained another angel🕊️
For 10 long years you've been with us gracing us with your warm precious yet it feels like we lost you too soon
Even when you lost your eye you still kept your head up high, even when you become skin and bone you still were warm till the bitter end
We love you so much❤️
22 July 2024🕯️
20th May 2002 ~ for my beloved cat Scully 🐈⬛
Today is the anniversary of my cats birthday. Scully was born on 20th May 2002 and i had her with me half of my life. She died few days before new year, on 29th December 2022.
Most people will never understand the bond and love some of us have for our pets. Because for me, this adorable little cat was more than just a pet.
She was my best friend and my family. She was more family to me than my biological family. I had her by my side during the darkest times of my life and she literally kept me alive. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here today. Not a day goes by that I don't think of her. I miss and love her with all my heart and that will never change.
My forever cat & my best friend ❤️🩹 always
having will wood's euthanasia come on while you're preparing to take your cat to be put down is...an experience!
there's something poetic about being the first to pick you up and last to put you down
TW-Pet death
For context my two bunnies passed away (on separate days) after getting sick. I tried to take them to the vet but my mom (that I still live with) wouldn’t take me in time. I tried to convince my mom early on once my bunny start to have respiratory issues, but she wouldn’t listen. Eventually my bunny died in my arms and I regret not getting her the care she needed faster. (The bunny in the picture is Cashmere, and the dog in the background was another pet that I had which had to be put down because of old age. I feel I’ve failed them both.)