He loved to play with the grocery bags
while I was unloading groceries...
I can't even believe this day has come. I am an emotional wreck as I write this. I'm ashamed to admit that I have on occasion been amazed at how people get so upset when they lose a pet. Well, now I'm that person.
Sebastian found me when I was a junior in college. He had been abandoned by his mother and fit in the palm of my hand. I was not a cat person but couldn't just leave him outside, so took him in. The first night I had him, I put him in bed with me and woke in the middle of the night unable to see him on the bed. Well, that's because he had crawled in my pajama sleeve and was sound asleep. From then on, he had my heart.
Sebastian was a great cat. His personality was much like a dog. He could do tricks, would always come when called and loved to be with people.
Yesterday, something happened, although I'm not exactly sure what. The vet did diagnose him with hypothyroidism and a mass in his stomach (assumed to be cancer). However, he lost vision and went downhill very quickly. I decided to stay up with him last night and around 11:30, it was obvious he was dying.
My children (especially Emily & Ben) will be devastated when they learn this news today as Jason and I already are. Sebastian has been in my life for 16 years (longer than Jason has!) and I'm already missing his meowing and morning greeting.
We love you, Sebastian! You were such a good boy.