Today we said goodbye to Ziggy. It was a day I knew was coming and was dreading.
Her time had come. She was still purring and spending time with the family including my 1.5 year old son. But she was not eating and spent a lot of her time just staring. When we came in to see the vet, he said the tumor was massive and that it was her time. I held her the hold time and I think it helped me tremendously. I know the next few days and weeks are going to be rough, but I know she is in a better place and not in pain. I love her and will miss her tremendously.
It’s hard walking around the house and looking at all the places she used to sit. Or looking at things that remind me of her. The house feels so empty without her here.
Zigs thanks for being such a big fur ball of love and for putting up with the wild boys who invaded your house. Especially Cayson, who absolutely drove you nuts always sitting on you and pulling your tail. I’m still surprised you never scratched him. There will never be another cat like you. Now go find Marley and play. I love you.