Goodbye Loki

[missmiah]

It's been a few days since Captain took Loki to the vet for the last time.

I didn't think I'd be as upset as I was.

I definitely was not kidding when I said I hated that cat. I did. I hated him.

But I also loved him in my own way.

I miss the way he used to sleep on my husband's pillow at night, just above Captain's head like some sort of freakish snoring wig.

I miss the way he would head butt me in the face when he thought I was sad, even though it always left his eye cooties all over my nose.

I will not miss the peeing on things, the stains from his constantly running eyes (allergies), or the way he'd pick fights with the two girl cats in a sad bid to be the Alpha (it never worked).

I know my husband misses Loki. He was understandably upset and crying when he came home from that last vet visit. He held Loki through the final moments.

I wish I knew how to make things better for him, but he says it will just take time.