Comment on Pet loss and self-forgiveness by Maddi M.

My cat, O’Malley had died yesterday from the complications from a really bad upper respiratory infection. He went into hiding after I had tried to help him get his ears free of gunk and earwax. He was scared of me, so he hid. Under the bed, behind the tiki bar, which had a few storage totes. My mother had heard him snoring, which wasn’t a rare thing, but he wasn’t breathing right. My dad scooped him up, put him in a cat carrier and off we went to the vet.
It was a hopeful visit. The vet gave him all sorts of meds to help him with the infection and his ears. But, about 15 mins after we came home and set him down to sleep.. I noticed his eyes were glazed and he wasn’t breathing. We should have looked for you sooner, and we wouldn’t be grieving.
O’Malley, you were such a good cat, always cuddling up to me. I will never forget you. I love you.