Joe left… before we saw him

Yesterday, I had thought we were going to see Joe sooner. But as it turned out, Joe could not wait for us.

We’re never seeing him again in this life

btmao and I had a suspenseful, apprehensive wait outside the clinic. As soon as the doors opened at 2pm, we asked to see him, and was told he had just passed away.

He was taken out to one of the consult rooms for us to see. He had been so sick that even his nose and pawpads were white. There was no colour in his gums either. His jaws and eyes were slightly open, and he looked to be grimacing in terrible pain. But his body was simply prone, not arched or stretched, which indicated he simply slipped away. He must have been so tired.

Joe, in healthier times, just 1 month ago: pink nose and pawpads.

The very nice vet tech who had been caring for him told us he was still breathing when she checked on him before 1pm. Judging by his still pliant body, she estimated that he had passed away somewhere between 1 and 2pm. While we regret not seeing him one last time, we’re glad that he’s no longer suffering.

May peace be with you, dear Joe.

The vet tech also said it was such a pity, Joe was a really really nice boy. But she also said cancer, especially this type, doesn’t usually manifest until the late stages, and that it was fortunate for him that it was a short battle. The verdict remains: neoplasia (or cancer: part 1, Part 2) of the blood.

To think that this huge strapping boy, this large teddy bear of a cat, who had absolutely no fear of other cats or people, was brought down by such a tiny thing, the enemy within.

Good-bye, Joe. This is how we’ll remember you.


9 responses to “Joe left… before we saw him

  1. I’m so sorry to hear about Joe. He’s in a better place now…

  2. Joe has made the decision for you; you need not make any drastic action on your end for Joe. Though you did not see Joe alive but i believe Joe consciousness was still around when you met him; he would have known how much you sisters love and care for him. So be strong and dedicate all positive action for Joe’s good rebirth; and that your path will cross again which i am very sure it will. You are at peace, Joe.

  3. Sorry to hear about Joe. He starts a new journey now.

  4. Rest in peace, Joe!

  5. Your connection with Joe is never lost. He was probably looking down at you, with a broad smile on his face, wanting very much to tell you that ..I am here… I am here….no more much bliss..

    Death is a separation of the mind from the body.

    Yes you will surely meet him again.

    Send him your love and shines his way to a good “future”

    May Joe be happy always….and look after the these two wonderful beings who love you so much unconditionally.

  6. Thank you all for your kind thoughts for Joe. Sometimes I wonder if that was the real purpose for bringing him into the cattery – that when his time came, he had someone to care for him, rather than die alone somewhere out there.

    The strange thing is, it almost did feel as if he decided to make it easier on us, and take away the need for us to make that terminal decision.

    Another weird thing happened – on the night he passed away, a moth flew into our flat. I can count the number of times it happened before on one hand and still have fingers to spare, and all the occurrences happened LONG ago. Anyway, this moth fluttered onto the alter and rested there for quite a bit, Then it decided to join me on the sofa, where it was promptly batted by Bam Bam before I could even react. Dust flew, and I thought the moth was dead for sure, but the moth was able to take off and fluttered out the window, seemingly unscathed. I just wonder at it, because of the Chinese/Taoist belief about the departed returning to visit in the form of these little creatures. But then, Joe was only in our flat only once and very briefly while we prepared to bring to him to the cattery.

    Maybe my imagination’s amok.

  7. When the mind separates from the body in what we termed death, the mind is no longer limited by space or time or form. It is also said that it can undergo several “rebirth” before a final one before the end of 49 days. So a moth….yes it was possibly Joe or his consciousness in the form of a moth….letting you …yes i am still very much alive and don’t worry lah…..
    It was like Patch Adams standing at the edge of the clift and asked..God..on the 7ht day why didn’t you create Compassion..and he received a sign..there is COMPASSION.

  8. Interesting concept. Thanks!

  9. Patch Adams: Rested on the 7th Day