You were around 8 weeks old when you came into my life at one of the darkest times. I had just lost Dixie-Kitty a month before, and was completely devastated. One day, your daddy sent me a picture of your brother Chrono sitting in a bush. I said he was cute but didn't want another cat. Later that day, I came home from work, but daddy wasn't. The next thing I knew, he came in the door carrying a box. In that box was you and your brother, and to be honest at first I was mad. Then he took you guys out of the box and put you on my lap. I melted in your cute and tiny little paws. While I still mourned Dixie, I fell in love with you and Chrono. Yeah, you guys were named after my favorite video game. You had always been quite vocal, I swear we would carry on conversations (or maybe you were back talking me too, lol). You were definitely quite the distinctive talker, all the way up until your last days. Even the vet and the assistants would say so. Your fur was the softest, and I could pet you for hours on end, even if you only liked to be pet on your own terms...and it definitely wasn't for hours. I am really missing your soft fur like crazy right now. I called you Fluffy Butt, not only because of your soft fur, but because you were (at one time) "fluffy". You were a pretty good sized kitty and people would say you were fat, but I would tell them you weren't fat you were fluffy. You had always been "fluffy" which I loved about you, until a couple of months ago...you started to lose weight. We didnt think much of it at first, thought you were just starting to age. You still acted normal, ate/drank like usual so we never thought anything of it. Then all of a sudden it was like someone flipped a switch on you, the weight loss became dramatically worse, you would get sick anytime you ate (which wasnt often anymore), and you would just stare at the water bowl. I called the vet, they brought you in for bloodwork and found that you had Chronic Renal Failure. Your numbers were not good at all. We did a 3 day hospitalization with constant IV fluids. You seemed to perk up and act a little more normal, at least at first. We had to give you subcateous IV fluids to try getting you out of your severe dehydrated state. A couple of weeks later, you started slipping again. Even with weekly follow ups and doing IV treatments twice a day, I couldn't save you. The weekend before you passed, you completely stopped eating and drinking. I came home from work Monday 5/20 and saw you laying there, thinking you had died. You were still here, but I knew your time was coming. We decided that if you made it through the night that we would ask the vet to put you to sleep and end your suffering (you had a follow up appointment). I took you outside one last time, you laid there for a bit. Then I laid you on my lap until it was time for bed...I woke up around 2:00am, you had fallen out of bed. I carefully picked you up to bring you back to bed, but you were looking for another place to lay. I took you to the hallway, you managed to make it into Tehya's room. I made you as comfortable as I could, I kissed you and pet you. I told you I love you and to let go...you were gone by the time I got up for work a few hours later... My grandfather had also passed, right around the same time. I think you crossed over with him, so you both wouldnt be alone or scared... I had you cremated, and brought your ashes home today (5/29). I'm so sorry I couldn't save you, baby. I hope that I didn't cause you anymore pain or suffering by trying to help. I thought you had a fighting chance, and for a time you acted like you were going to make it out of the danger zone. I am so sorry...I love you and hope you are the fluffy butt I remember and miss... 6/25/19: You left 5 weeks ago today and I still cry for you just about every day. This morning a picture came up in my Facebook memories, 7 years ago was when you came into my life. I announced "we have twins". It is such a cute picture of you and your brother, you were both so little, fuzzy and fluffy. I wish I could recreate it today...but I can't. I love that picture and it breaks my heart to see it but it also makes me smile. I love and miss you fluffy butt 9/22/19: yesterday was 4 months since you passed. I think of you every day, and Tehya is always sending me pictures of you from her SnapChat memories. They dont make me cry anymore, but I smile remembering you. I still cant watch your videos without ugly crying, I miss your voice and hearing it rips me apart. I think you have visited me often and that helps too. I miss you Fluffy Butt, give Dixie Kitty a head butt for me (if she let's you, of course). 11/21/19: You passed away 6 months ago and it still feels like yesterday. I miss my Fluffy Butt baby boy so much. Sometimes I hold your box of ashes and cry, wishing I could still pet your soft fur one last time. I love and miss you. 4/22/2020: I was cleaning the hall closet that you liked hiding in this weekend. I had forgotten that I put your food dish and the blanket I wrapped around you to take you to the funeral home...It was hard. Between the quarantine depression and then finding those (along with the spots you and Dixie Kitty laid in) I lost it. I'm tearing up thinking of it now. Daddy said I should've brought your blanket out and put it under your stuffed animal-the girls made one at BuildABear that looks like you, and it has a recording of your voice...but I can't yet. I put the blanket back in the closet with your bowl. Next month it will be a year. You pop up in my FB memories all the time. I miss you so much Fluffy Butt. 5/21/2020: Today is the day I've been dreading. You crossed over 1 year ago. As pictures have popped up in my social media memories over the past couple of months, I can see how quickly you deteriorated. I just wish I could have done something sooner, and maybe saved you. I miss you so much. I hope the Great Beyond is wonderful and warm. I'm so sorry you are gone and I couldn't save you. I love you. 5/21/2021: my sweet fluffy butt, Trigger. 2 years have gone by since you and my papa crossed over. Not a day goes by that you don't cross my mind. I miss you so much. I hope you are as big and fluffy as I like to remember you. Enjoy your eternal sunshine, and feel free to visit me. I welcome you & Dixie-Kitty anytime. I miss you so, and I'll see you again one day. Until then, know I never stopped loving you. 5/21/2022: today is your 3rd year anniversary of crossing the rainbow Bridge. This year, you were joined by your hooman grandma Kris and just recently, your canine sibling Sasha. You've been on my mind a lot recently, Fluffy Butt. You've never left, but it seems recently you cross it more often. I hope you are enjoying your place there, you are so missed here. I play your voice all the time to hear it. I wish I could hear it come from the real you instead of a stuffed animal. I miss and love you so much. 5/31/2023: I'm sorry I didn't write on your tribute page on your anniversary date this year, but you were definitely in my heart and mind. You have been gone for 4 years now, and you only lived 7. It's so strange to think you've been gone longer than half your life span. I miss you and love you so much, Fluffy Butt 5/28/2024: my sweet boy, you've passed on just over 5 years ago. My heart hurt on your anniversary date, just as it does when you randomly cross my mind. I miss you so much Trigger, you should still be here. I hope you still visit me from time to time. I still press the paw of your replica build a bear the girls got me yo hear you talk. It breaks my heart but brings me joy all at the sane time. I love you fluffy butt Please also visit Dixie-Kitty and Sasha. |
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