This past weekend was one of the toughest weekends I've had in a long time. My beautiful tuxedo cat, Bubba, passed away. My heart is broken into a thousand pieces and will never be the same again.
We adopted Bubba in October of 2010 after I separated from my husband and moved out of my marital home. I wanted a mellow, fat, lazy cat for my daughter to make the transition a little easier. Not only did I get what I asked for, I also received the unconditional love of this unique cat who bonded with me very quickly. He followed me everywhere. He would 'talk' up a storm everyday. He greeted people when they came to the door. He would sit on the couch with me and wrap his arms around my neck and fall asleep. I have NEVER seen a cat act like Bubba did. My boyfriend affectionately called him "a dog in a fat-cat suit".
Over time, I began noticing that he was throwing up a few times a month. Then it turned into a few times a week which then became a daily occurence. Our vet diagnosed him with IBD- inflammatory bowel disease. I began researching this condition and learned that he needed to be on a 'grain-free' diet. I switched his food completely. I bought only natural and holistic grain-free food and treats fo Bubba, as well as enzymes and probiotics. He seemed to be doing better at first. However, I began to notice he was losing weight. Over the course of a month, he lost 4 pounds. He stopped cleaning himself and started to become withdrawn. I took him back to the vet for an ultrasound and a biopsy. The results came back as stomach cancer. At this point, everything went downhill. He stopped eating and drinking. I was giving him water with a syringe. He had thrown up blood. I knew that I was going to have to make a very difficult decision. He was in pain and suffering. On May 5th 2013, Bubba passed away peacefully in my arms. I held him and snuggled him and told him that I will one day see him again.
I dedicate the Rainbow Bridge poem to my little buddy, Bubba. He left his paw print on my heart and I will never be the same without him. I love and miss you Bubba. The joy you brought into our lives cannot be measured.
The Rainbow Bridge
|Just this side of heaven is
a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close
|All the animals who had been
ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are
made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and
times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing;
they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes
You have been spotted, and when you and your
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....