Had a bad day...

[GK99]

I haven't posted in a while. Things had been going fairly good. I have been moving on, GAL, and all the things we're supposed to do. W and I are close to having a separation agreement completed. I am about 6 weeks away from moving back to my home town to start to rebuild my life. I was even excited to move on and leave this part of my life behind me.

Today I had to make the decision to put one of my cats down.

For those that don't know, I went back home in July and took my cats with me. I left them with my parents so they could look after them while I made the transition back there. I figured it would be easier on them, given that I will be driving across the country to move back there and it would take several days...not ideal conditions for 2 cats.

A couple of days ago my dad called me to let me know that one of the cats was sick and they took him to the vet last weekend. They kept it from me in order to keep me from getting upset. I called the vet on Thursday morning and the nurse told me that his fever had gone down but that he still wasn't eating on his own. She sounded concerned but hopeful.
I got the call from the vet this afternoon saying they've done all they can but he is not responding to treatment. He recommended I put him down.

I called W to let her know. She handled it much better than I thought she would. In fact, she barely cried at all. When I hung up with her I called the vet to give consent to have him put down.

I was counting down the days until I would be reunited with him. It actually helped me get through the days out here. I feel an incredible amount of guilt for sending him away. He must have been so stressed.

I am at a loss to understand all of this. I will forever miss my buddy.