By Darlene Burrow
Dear pictures of cats.org . I hope you all are doing great these days I have some sad new to report my beloved Milo has been taken in God’s loving arms on March 31st 2014. Here is the story before she passed away.
One day I noticed Milo was losing a lot of weight at the back of her body. I knew something wasn’t right. I also noticed Milo had stopped eating and drinking completely so I took her to the vet and the vet did some blood tests and injected an IV into her so she can get some liquids. The results of the blood tests they took came out good. The et said to me was it could be old age and liver problems but they told me they weren’t sure.
The vet told me to get some special wet cat food for her which I did and they gave me some pills for Milo to take to make her have an appetite. I did exactly what I was told to do everyday for Milo but it didn’t work and things at home became worse with Milo.
She still wasn’t eating or drinking. The next day came and I noticed that Milo was stumbling over herself when she was walking. She would stumble and fall. She then would lie down in that spot just for a short time then she would retry to walk again and she failed again she repeated these steps many times for a few days and it broke my heart to see her like this.
The next morning arrived it was the same as it was the day before but a bit worse that night. Milo was sleeping in one of her favorite places and that was under the kitchen sink cabinet. She hide in there for most of the night up until she gotten herself out and tried her best to walk. She began to meow which for her Milo was sooo weak and it became weaker and weaker. She had fallen down right next to the side of the fridge.
It broke my heart in pieces. It’s not that far from the kitchen sink cabinet to the side of the fridge. My boyfriend had to go into a different room for something and I sat down on the kitchen floor petting Milo, tears flooded my eyes like the ocean rushing waves. I repeated these words “my big baby Milo” and then I laid down right next to Milo and cried and cried. I truly felt Milo’s pain through my whole body.
I continued to pet her after I broke down and cried and laid down next to her and pet her when I laid down on my bed. I said a silent prayer to God. Please take Milo in heaven, she is suffering too much.
That night Milo crawled into bed, laid right next to me just like she always had. The next day arrived and Milo and I noticed her meow was much weaker than before. She was stumbling over herself even more so I decided to call the vets around to see how much it would cost to put Milo down.
An appointment was made for that afternoon but god had a different plan in time of Milo’s passing. I was in the other room and I walked into the living room to check up on Milo. I felt it through my whole body when I turned that corner to go into the living room that Milo had passed away.
I felt it so strongly I walked up to Milo. She was laying right beside her food and water bowl. She passed away there at around 1 pm that afternoon.
I called up my boyfriend and my dad to let them know Milo had passed away. After those phone calls I picked up my beloved cat Milo. She had passed with her mouth open. I picked her up and sat in the recliner and cradled Milo like a baby. I busted out crying and repeating these words “my big baby Milo is gone” many times.
I also said God had taken my Milo away from me. I said to Milo as I cradled her: “I love you Milo with all my heart and I hope you never forget me as I will never forget you”. Still speaking with Milo, no more suffering, no more pain. God carried you in his arms at the perfect time but yet God has taken you away from me. I cradled Milo in a hug with tears still flooding all the more. It was sooo heart breaking but yet I found peace within my heart that she had passed away just because she fought and struggled to the end.
I miss Milo with all my heart but the good Lord called her name to come home. My heart aches every day for Milo to come back to me in good health but I know Milo will never ever be forgotten. She touched my heart in a way no other can. I will always remember the last time Milo helped me through and that was on Feb 5th.
I broke my heel and I was in a foot boot for six weeks. I rented a wheel chair and each time I entered the kitchen Milo walked right beside me and meowed softly like she talking to me while she looked at me. She did the same thing when I was getting out of the kitchen like she knew she was protecting me. That was sooo precious to me and that was the last time she helped me through.
Milo, I love you with all my heart and all my soul and you will always be my big baby Milo and forever loved by me. One day we will meet again once and forever loved. Together forever.