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Greetings to everyone in the Zevist family. I’ve been keeping this to myself for days, but unfortunately, it finally happened—my cat passed away today…
I’m devastated by grief. She lived for a full 14 human years; she watched me grow up, and I watched her grow up. We’ve been through absolutely everything together. Over the years, she even moved homes and had to adjust all over again. In recent months, she was very ill; I noticed she was struggling to breathe. She had an incurable lung tumor, unfortunately. We’d tried treatment earlier, hoping it was just pneumonia, but unfortunately it was certain; there was nothing more to be done. Today we woke up and found her on the floor, suffering terribly—it was as if she were gasping for air she couldn’t get. We decided not to prolong her life any longer, now certain it was cancer; she was dying in agony.
We immediately called the vet; unfortunately, it was hard to find someone on a Sunday, but we managed, and we opted for euthanasia. They administered the first dose to put her to sleep and then the final dose to stop her heart… she died in my arms. We made sure to give her a proper burial… I’ve cried all my tears; I’m in so much pain…
I also performed the Bastet ritual.
I still remember her now when she was very small; I held her in my arms and rocked her. I still have many photos of her; she was breathtakingly beautiful...
And this is a portrait of the goddess Bastet, who takes my cat with her to the afterlife and watches over her soul...
I’m devastated by grief. She lived for a full 14 human years; she watched me grow up, and I watched her grow up. We’ve been through absolutely everything together. Over the years, she even moved homes and had to adjust all over again. In recent months, she was very ill; I noticed she was struggling to breathe. She had an incurable lung tumor, unfortunately. We’d tried treatment earlier, hoping it was just pneumonia, but unfortunately it was certain; there was nothing more to be done. Today we woke up and found her on the floor, suffering terribly—it was as if she were gasping for air she couldn’t get. We decided not to prolong her life any longer, now certain it was cancer; she was dying in agony.
We immediately called the vet; unfortunately, it was hard to find someone on a Sunday, but we managed, and we opted for euthanasia. They administered the first dose to put her to sleep and then the final dose to stop her heart… she died in my arms. We made sure to give her a proper burial… I’ve cried all my tears; I’m in so much pain…
I also performed the Bastet ritual.
I still remember her now when she was very small; I held her in my arms and rocked her. I still have many photos of her; she was breathtakingly beautiful...
And this is a portrait of the goddess Bastet, who takes my cat with her to the afterlife and watches over her soul...
