random but much needed post UPDATE: sorry for the all caps, just trying to make it more noticable. oreo passed away on friday, april 11th 2025. he had a chronic form of lymphoma that was spreading to his kidneys. we found this out the day that we put him down and decided that it was best for him to be put down so that he didn’t have to go through any more pain. that day, i got home from school after missing track practice (which was a blessing that i didn’t know yet) and i watched some tv for a bit. i thought that my cat was still at the vet (he was getting an ultrasound). my mom called me. she asked me if i was sitting down, and it was at that moment that i knew something was wrong. after sitting down, my told me what oreo had, and that he was already home from the vet. i went to go find him, and found him in the spot where he had been kind of curling up the past few days. i tried to get him out but he wouldn’t budge. luckily, due to the situation, my dad came home early that day. he helped me get oreo out from under the bed (it wasn’t easy). my mom came home a few minutes after, and since it was a nice day, we took him out to the backyard, his favorite place. he was really happy for his last couple of hours. he revisited some of his favorite spots, drink as much milk as he had the appetite for, and spent as much time with us as he could. while we drove him to the vet, and i put him in my laundry basket which was one of his favorite places to lie down and rest. he was really curious though, and he looked out the window with his little paws on the edge of the basket. he was really happy and it made it a little harder for us to do what we were about to do to him. once we got to the vet i took him out of the laundry basket, and wrapped him in a blanket, that was shelby’s, my old dog. my cat loved blankets so he liked being wrapped in it. it was really interesting, normally he got these big, scared eyes before we went inside the vet, but today, he was as calm as could be. we walked into the vet, and all of the ladies at the desk were super nice, as usual. the vet assistant or whatever took us back and gave us some time alone with oreo. everyone in my family had a small moment to say goodbye, and then I held him, because i was going hold him as he went to jesus. we called the nurse/vet person in and she started getting a little emotional, because she told us that she had a daughter who looks like me, and a cat who looked like oreo. she then told us how everything was going to happen as she put in the medicine. she gave us another minute to say goodbye to oreo. i held him like i always did at home and gave him one more squeeze and told him i loved him very much as she put the medicine in. then he took his final breath. after this, the nurse left the room, and i was still holding oreo. i would say that i just sat there, held him (he was gone at this point),and held him for a good ten minutes. i didn’t want to forget, although i don’t think i ever will, what it felt like to hold him. i gave him one more kiss, and we put him in a box. (continued in notes/credits) - - - everyone please pray for/keep my cat in you thoughts. he hasn’t been eating for weeks now, and has not been acting like himself. we took him to the vet today because this is pretty concerning and he had to get some tests done. the vet said it could be anything from an enlarged gallbladder to potentially cancer. my little guy (my cat) could use all of the prayers that he can get. i’ve had him since i was five or six and he means the world to me. i don’t know what i would do without him. my cat literally means everything to me. he basically is my best friend. he’s been with me through hard times, exciting times, confusing times, pretty much everything. i’m so mad at myself for not begging my mom to take him to the vet sooner. maybe he wouldn’t be hurting so much now. but it’s too late for that. my best friend, the creature who’s watched me grow up, been by my side through everything, is in pain. and i’m ready to do everything i can to make sure that he will be okay. all we can do right now though, is pray. God is so good and i trust that he will do what is best for my little man. if it’s his time to go, then i know that he will be going to my Heavenly Father. and if there’s anything that i can do to help my cat, i know that God will lead me through the right path. joshua 1:9 states: “have i not commanded you? be strong and courageous. do not be frightened; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.” phillipians 4:13 states: “i can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” psalm 46:1 states: “ God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.” these will be my verses that i will do my best to follow during this time. if you made it this far, then thank you. i’m actually so grateful for everyone who cares about me and is willing to read my struggles and go through them with me.
i held the box as we walked out of the vet and drove home. it felt super wrong to have walked in there with him and walked out without him being with us mentally. when we got home, my dad and brother dug a spot in out backyard (his favorite place in the world) to bury him in. i put a string and couple of hair ties in the box with him, because he loved to play with string and steal my hair ties. we also had this game where i would put a hair tie on his ear, he would flick it off and chase it lol :’). we also taped the box up to somewhat prevent creepy crawlies from getting in, and even if it doesn’t, then oh well, it’s the thought that counts i guess. oreo will most likely k!ll them from above haha. anyways, we put the box in, stood around and said a prayer, and shared memories of oreo. we then covered the hole. as i’m finishing writing this, it’s 4/30. it’s been super hard without oreo, and i do still miss him a ton. things will never be the same without him, but time keeps moving, and i like to think that i’ll see him someday in heaven. i also think that both of my grandpas, un biological aunt, and past dogs and other cat are spending time and loving on him for me. since his passing, i’ve seen a lot of things that he would’ve loved and that remind me of him, a part of me thinks that maybe he’s sending them for me. i love him so much, and he was the best cat ever. i’ll never forget you bud, thank you for always being there for me.
