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'Grace & Oscar'

About Oscar

Oscar. A beautiful black cat.

When did you lose Oscar?

Oscar died from renal failure on May 25th 2012.

At which stage of pet loss grief do you feel you are currently at?

Or how are you feeling right now?

I still feel that I am grieving and it's still pretty bad even after five months. I still cry about him very easily and suffer terribly from 'Pangs and Waves'.

Grace & Oscar's Story so far

I adopted Oscar as a stray in 2005 whilst I was living in a shared student house. I was suffering from Bipolar as then undiagnosed but I was a mess.

Oscar was, I believe sent to me at just the right time. When I finally moved into my own place, Oscar came with me and helped me through some pretty ghastly times. I drank heavily, attempted suicide but Oscar never judged and was always by my side.

I was finally diagnosed with BP in 2007. What a relief! I was given medication and gave up drinking.

Things started to look up for me and I started writing again. When I was too busy to play or cuddle Oscar, he would wait patiently until I had finished what I was doing. He never moaned about it or became stroppy like humans would.

Then, when I was offered a job which would mean living away from home for two and a half days a week, I worried about Oscar and who would take care of him in my absence. A friend offered to help but it was going to be difficult for her.

Two months before I was due to start work, Oscar began to change. He ate and still played but he seemed slowed up. He slept more and didn't go out so frequently. I put it down to his age as I didn't know how old he was. I guessed about 7 or 8 now.
Then he began to have bouts of vomiting which left him lethargic and not eating for a day but he would soon perk up.

On 22nd May he had a bout of vomiting but by the 24th he was no better and I made an appointment with the vet. By the evening of that day, he began to go downhill and I had to take him to the emergency vet. I decided to give him a chance on a drip but it was no good. Next morning a received a phone call to tell me Oscar had died in the night.

I think he came to me in the early hours to tell me he had gone but he was fine.
I firmly believe Oscar was given to me at a time when I most needed him and when his work was done he left me. He knew it was all ok now and I was better and life, for me was looking up.

He did a fine job and I miss him with all my heart. He was my best friend and I adored and loved him above anything else.

God bless, my sweet pea. Mummy loves you and misses you so much. You were God given and now you've gone home. Xxx

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