Remembering Osiris

My world was shattered on June 15 when, very early in the morning, Osiris passed away very suddenly. We rushed to the vet, but there was nothing that could be done. We lost him.

The only positive thing is that it happened very fast. An hour before whatever happened to him, he was perfectly fine and purring, being himself. So he didn't suffer long.

Osiris was the kindest cat. He took part in everything that was going on, unless he was deep asleep. There have been a lot of activities that I've had to learn to do alone.

The apartment is too quiet. I really miss Osiris bossing us around and just talking with us. Most days, he slept between my legs while we were watching TV or playing. I miss the snoring.

Lumia doesn't seem to be sad, which is relieving. At least she eats (as well as she normally does). She is a bit more active at the moment with us, which is comforting.

One thing I definitely miss the most is our morning cuddle time after breakfast. He'd usually wait until I finished eating, and then I would put my arms in a circle, and he could come there. I miss the cuddles in general. Osiris loved to cuddle, as did I.

We got his urn this week. Yet another reminder that Osiris really is gone. We have almost 14 years of wonderful memories with him. I just wish we got more.