Had to put down our cat today

Scout was 23 years old. She was rescued by my husband as a kitten 7 years before I even met him. She was the queen and eventually welcomed me as part of the family.

We just lost our 7 year old dog back in June.

Both had been acting normal not too long before they died, the dog a week and some change and for her a few days. Both had x-rays done that showed metastatic cancer in their lungs before they had to be put down.

We’ve lived so much of our lives with these animals. They’ve been there through everything we’ve been through. Our pets. The closest thing we have to children.

Instead of intense heavy sobbing like I did when our dog died, I am experiencing a slow steady stream of tears. I don’t know what else to say other than I feel a profound sadness about our car, despite her living a long and loved-filled life. So much so that my body and head are overcome with a dull and painful ache.

We adopted a new rescue dog back in November. If it wasn’t for him, we would have returned to an empty home. Without him here I’m certain I would break.