I saw this thread and even though I'm really new, I wanted to post this. I hope I'll have time later to read through others' posts.
I got Boo in September 2005. He was the last of a homeless litter and had a little bald spot on his head. He was all black, not likely to be adopted. He called to me. He was my kitty. My therapist asked me to get a cat when I was able to because of PTSD and Boo was that cat. My nurturing cat, is what I called him.
I was married at the time and my husband was very close to Boo as well. He was our furry baby. We loved him so much. He had his own songs and he had a little Spanish accent we gave him.
He loved boxes, surprise surprise. And he loved chasing q-tips and puffins, as we called them.
My husband and I divorced in 2010 after my husband committed a felony. He got to take the cat when he moved out and it devastated me. But I soon got him back when my ex went to jail and I was able to keep him from then on. But I had to move a lot and I think the stress was too much for my Boo.
In October 2012, after months of searching for what was wrong, I made the heart-wrenching decision to put Boo down. He had stopped eating, he lost a lot of weight, and he seemed just SAD. I spent a lot of money trying to get him well and figure out what was going on. The vet finally did a test that confirmed Boo had a heart problem and even with medication wouldn't have good quality of life anymore.
I was there when he died. I thought I would be able to hold him, but I was only able to pet him while he was on the table. That image haunts me to this day, I still cry about it. My poor little Boo, after all he'd gone through with me, and I didn't even have anywhere to bury him. It still breaks my heart.
Interesting thing is that in 2010, the therapist who suggested I get Boo died of heart failure. He was in his 50's. So I lost my therapist of six years, my husband of almost eight years, and my cat of about seven years, in a span of two years. Boo was my last connection to that life I'd had. And I feel like I failed him in the end in so many ways. I hope he forgives me and understands it wasn't his fault.
I love you Boo Boo Cat!!!