by Jennifer
(San Juan, PR)
Ploopy
My 11 month old cat, Ploopy, was my first cat ever. Even with 4 dogs in the house, I truly believe my relationship with my cat was one-of-a kind.
Three days ago I took him to the vet because he was having trouble breathing. He was quickly diagnosed with Feline Leukemia and further testing proved he had a really bad case of Pyothorax. There was nothing we could do.
He passed away yesterday at 5:30 pm.
Last night, as I was sitting in my family room crying, I distinctly heard him! I could even smell him! This really startled me, but I didn't think much of it. All of a sudden, as I got up to go to the kitchen, I felt him between my legs and when I looked down, his favorite toy was right there between my feet.
I know this sounds completely insane, and everyone says it's my mind playing tricks on me... but I like to think Ploopy is playing on the Rainbow Bridge, waiting for me.
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