2006 - 2018
My bestfriend of all time, Pueblo the Cat, died on 2 weeks ago, in my arms on the way to the ER. My fervent CPR efforts and the vets trauma team couldn't bring him back. I miss him every second, every day . He spent a week in the hospital in October for blood transfusions after possible toxin ingestion; I told the vet that I don't care how much it costs, I'll somehow find it, please help him, I want more time with Pueblo. I got 2 weeks with a healthy and happy Pueblo. The best 2 weeks of my life. We were inseparable for the 2 weeks. He slept on my head. Followed me to the bathroom. Sat next to my dinner plate. I skipped school and work and I gave him his meds. Vet believes he had a stroke from a blood clot that was unpredictable. He died my arms, looking into my eyes. It was like he was fighting the CPR, knew it was time. He was never sick before. I only had him for 3 years and I wanted more time. I love him more than words could explain and I'm so glad I decided to do an individual cremation because now that I got his ashes back I feel complete and I get to have him forever again. Thank you for honoring Pueblo's life.