The Pain Of Loss

A Eulogy For My Beautiful Saxon

I normally write each blog post hoping to use my experiences to enlighten others and use my experiences to help you, my dear readers. But, today, I’m making a change. This post is just for me. Yesterday we had to take my gorgeous old man Saxon, my cat, to the vet to send him on his final journey. His loss has left a massive hole in my life and heart.

I feel so much pain right now. When he died, Saxon was nineteen years old, and we adopted him nine years ago. He was a quiet, dignified gentleman. He was never one for cuddles, but he still showed his love every day. He loved his dinner, basking in the sun and sleeping. He was endlessly good-natured and faced adversity without ever getting cranky.

He Faced A Lot Of Adversity

We didn’t know when we adopted him, but Saxon had contracted FIV, or feline AIDS. It works the same way as human AIDS and Saxon was immuno-compromised. We thought we would lose him quickly, but he lasted nine whole years. The FIV caused painful ulcerations and glaucoma on his eyes and he lost one and then the other.

Even though his treatment sometimes required sixteen eye drops per day he took it all with good grace. He never growl, clawed or bit. He accepted it even thougni’m sure it hurt. He was actually a happier, more…