One of the hardest things I’ve had to do was make the decision to let him rest. A cancer took over and he was in pain. It happened so suddenly it seemed but I am at peace knowing I did everything I could for him- all the tests and hrs spent at the vet.
For a senior kitty, Finnegan was so spry! We called him a “catdog” because he was so friendly! Truly not afraid of really anything.😹 Definitely unique as they all are in their own special ways ♥️ He would be at my side always, especially when I was upset. He just knew how to tell me I would be ok. Whenever I came home he would run to greet me. My home is no longer quite the same. I no longer get to feel him pawing at my back or hear his little monkey noises.
Before saying goodbye I hoped there would be some sort of sign that he was still with me. Within about an hour of burying him, I saw 4 random cats while out driving in the country. I like to think of it as his way of telling me he is ok and no longer in pain; that I made the right decision for him. The very next day we had heavy rain and out of no where blue skies and the biggest brightest rainbow appeared practically right over his final resting spot! It was beautiful and I know it was his. This gave my aching heart a bit of relief that I could actually see his rainbow bridge🥹 🌈 . He gave and received so much love to and from anyone he ever met and with that, I know he didn’t even have to scratch at Heaven’s door. He was let right in and gets to have so many friends.
R.I.P Big Man, you are in my heart forever ♾️ 🩶