We lost our beloved cat Pinot in just one day and we are shattered, trying to understand what happened, feeling his presence in every room that until two days ago he was able to fill with his energy and joy.
We still don’t know what happened, just that he ate something toxic that devastated his little organism. Not outside, but in our home, as he was incredible curious and almost dog like when finding something, anything on the floor. It could have been plants, altough his blood values were off the charts, something that doctors told us they had never seen before.
We are now empty, feeling guilty, half the time in denial, the other half in pain.
He was a young boy, we only took him in september, but although we have another cat, he somehow managed to quickly overwhelm our little family universe. He was bright, he knew a lot of tricks, self thaught, mind you, but the thing that melted our hearts from the begining was the way he looked at us, directly into our eyes, piercing into our souls.
He was like a shelter from the outside world during the quarantine months and every morning we were eager to get out of the bed and open the door to the room he was sleeping in, to hear his purr and see him starting the day of fun and destruction. We were planning to move to a bigger apartment, partly because we wanted to give him and our other cat more space, as they were not such good friends and had to sleep in different rooms.
He was a brave cat, but also a bit fragile.
I will never forget the evening I took him to bed in his room, our last evening together, Pinot looking at me, sitting on his blanket, I didn’t know something will happen that night, but still I had a little pain in my heart to leave him alone.
But it was a feeling I had every night and it was compensated by the morning happiness.
Now, it will not be. And we know it is too soon, we know we have each other and we have another cat to love, but it is too damn hard. And we don’t know what to do.
We love you Pinot and we miss you!
Adrian and Irina