A year without Tabitha

"Where's Tabitha when you need her?"

Like when changing the sheets.

I recently had a dream about cats. Kali had a swollen belly, like before she died. But then Tabitha came along, demanding attention and nudged me.

 

 

When Tabitha stopped eating, it was thought that it was because of her chronic runny nose. I just couldn't accept that the cat would die because of a stuffy nose, it would have been too unfair. But then it turned out that Tabitha had a tumor near her lungs. So in hindsight, it was clear that Tabitha was already feeling so bad that she didn't want to eat anymore.

 

 

The strangest thing is that Tabitha started eating again after the animal hospital. There was no reason for her to do that. Of course it feels bad that Tabitha had to go through that intensive care, but without it we humans would have had too much to deal with. When it comes to cats' final days, the uncertainty is the worst.

 

 

And the unnecessary trip to the dentist a month before Tabitha's death still hurts. It didn't even solve Tabitha's eating problem. But we didn't know that death was near.

 

 

Tabitha was my firstborn, and that's why she's so dear to me.

I want to play some cat game again in "honor" of this day. Or have someone else play for me. The choice is probably Little Kitty, Big City. I don't know if there is any (console) game where you play as a black and white cat.