I wasn’t sure if I was going to make a post about this, but I think typing it out will make it feel more real to me.
My mom called me yesterday to tell me Tabasco cat had died.
It was extremely sudden and unexpected, and I didn’t even know that he was sick so it was all the more surprising. Apparently he wasn’t eating well on Sunday and breathing a little harder than usual, so my mom brought him to the vet Monday morning and he died that afternoon. He had a heart attack while they were doing lab work on him and they couldn’t bring him back.
Tabasco was born with feline leukemia, but never had symptoms. He lived years longer than his other siblings who inherited it, and was always a big, beautiful, healthy-looking cat with none of the problems his late brother Twig dealt with. But we knew he still probably wouldn’t live a long life, and I guess I’m glad he went quickly instead of the prolonged illness that Twig had.
I’ll miss you, you majestic orange beast.