When Your Beloved Pet Dies - The Saga of Oreo and Me

My cat, Oreo, was my best friend and companionSunday afternoon. Oreo seemed to be okay,
of seventeen years. Last week he transitioned towalking around and exploring while we were there.
the next plane. This is our story, I hope it helpsBut then, when we got home he went back to
you in some way.hardly moving, no eating and barely drinking water.
Suddenly he could not walk. He was crying in pain.By that time I realized what I had done in begging
I kept asking him to leave but he did not want tohim not to leave me. As I ran energy on him I
leave me. I got that clearly. Just like how ittold him to use it to get better or to use it to
happened with my Mom. He worried about me -leave.
and that was my fault for what happened inFlashbacks of taking care of my Mom her last ten
February when he collapsed and almost left.months... I am certain I was coming from there.
Let me go back and tell you what happened inAnd sure enough, because those memories were
February.in my energy Oreo picked up on it.
My Little Guy came to me where I was working,Realize that Oreo was deaf. He never heard a
let out a blood-curdling scream, and fell over. Heword from my mouth. He never heard the deep
looked dead. Only I noticed shallow breathing. So Isadness in my voice and tone. But he read my
immediately started running energy on him whileenergy perfectly.
pleading with him not to leave me yet.Time to back up still further.
I tell you I was pretty close to hysterical. I do notThree years earlier Oreo became the victim of a
get that way! I didn't even know I could. I guess Ivet who refused to listen to me when I told her
never realized how deeply I was connected withto be careful with the anesthetic used during the
him.teeth cleaning procedure.
Yes, I reacted to the situation and my little BundleI lost the Oreo I knew that day. He wound up
of Love suffered because I was just thinking ofwith a brain injury from both an overdose and
me in that moment.allergic reaction to the drugs. He was now
What do I mean I was just thinking of me?suddenly and profoundly deaf and unable to walk
I did not stop to think that maybe he was in painor even stand up for 4 days.
and needed to leave his body. I only thoughtYou can only imagine what he went through after
about how desperately I would miss him if he leftthat trauma. I hired an amazing animal whisperer
right then - so suddenly, out of the blue.to help us find out what was wrong. Obviously I
Well, we went to the emergency vet thatdid not go back to the negligent vet.