My beloved Simon came in to my life in January of 2006. He came home soaking wet from a flea bath and I held him to my chest to warm him up. Every day, from his first to his last I would spend my first and last waking moments of the day with him on my chest, his face in mine just loving each other. He loved our puppy Gideon and they would chase each other around the house every night. When Gideon became sick and ultimately died, Simon spent every moment at his side giving him kisses and snuggling close. When Gideon passed two years ago, Simon took it harder than anyone. He would go from room to room howling like I have never heard a cat do before, his heart broken grieving. A year ago we brought a little brother into Simon's life. The first day, we saw Simon carry him in his mouth down the stairs hitting every stair with a "thunk". We thought Simon wanted to kill him at first but it turned out that he had adopted him as is baby. The two of them had just over a year together. |
In October of 2015, I was patting him and felt a very small lump in his jaw. It was so subtle I wasn't sure it was even there. By the day before Thanksgiving it was pronounced enough to have to go to the vet. Simon was as healthy as always, was running happy and nothing wrong. When our vet told us it was a tumor and Simon had about two months left we felt like we were hit in the face with a brick. It was impossible. We went to other vets but the tumor grew and was as aggressive as we were told and we waited.
Simon and I would lay down face to face all the time. We bumped heads and were in each other's faces because he loved me as much as I loved him. We got through Christmas, he got to eat all the bacon he wanted and he still was as healthy as always just tumor was growing more and more. Then, the first weekend in January, he appeared to be in pain. He was facing the wall and looking miserable. I lay down with him and told him I wouldn't let him suffer and that I loved him too much to force him to continue with this and be in pain.
We brought him to our family vet the next day and he went to sleep. He wasn't frightened I held him until he was asleep and a hole tore in my heart that will never heal. He is with Gideon now and I know they were so happy to see each other but my heart is broken.