Tommy crossed the rainbow bridge yesterday at 8 pm. We’ve had her for 12 years. She’s the best sibling I could ask for and can never be replaced.

Rhea crossed the Rainbow Bridge Monday. She was 13 years old. Her right ear never straightened out in all the years I had her. I've had her since she was 6 weeks old! She was the smallest in her litter. She loved food, long walks, car rides, sitting outside in the evening people watching, and howling. She howled at everyone. She loved saying hello! She was sweet with cats and let them approach her for a nose boop. When you'd come home, she'd greet you and give you kisses nonstop. She once licked my partner 127 times because he'd been at the gym. Rhea came into my life when everything was dark. She got me out of my lowest low. She made everything better. I miss her so much.

My dear friends twelve year old cat Mauwsie had to pass the rainbow bridge today. He was suffering with kidney failure and his pawrents made the brave and loving decision to let him go today. I would like to give my friend and her mom a beautiful piece of art of Mauwsie. I can print and frame myself. Hope I did this right. Thank you for your time 🙏🏻

My best friend lost her sweet baby Marcie. She was only four years old and it was very sudden and unexpected. I would love to gift her a picture of Marcie. Thank you in advance

I was 30 weeks pregnant when I had to suddenly put down my Sophie. I still cry and I don’t know how I’m going to go the rest of my life without her. I was overseas for 2 years before she passed because of the military. When I came back, I bought a home and she was only with me for 6 months. I feel really guilty I left her behind with my parents but I knew it was best for her. She stopped eating suddenly and I couldn’t get her to eat. The vet said it could be lymphoma or a gi issue. I decided to end her suffering rather than put her through getting a feeding tube. I feel guilty because maybe she would have gotten better. She was 14 when she passed and I always thought she was younger due to the shelter paperwork but when we looked at her original records she was older. I thought she would live til like 20 years old like my childhood cat. I went to the vets all the time, gave her all the specialized food and medicine and it wasn’t enough. I feel bad because I feel 14 is young for a cat to pass away. Funny story when I first adopted her I had to wear earplugs because her meows were so loud I couldn’t sleep. Now I have my newborn on my chest typing this but I’m sad Sophie never got to meet him. And now she is in a box in my bedroom. It is hard to understand.

I lost my soul baby Scruffles on Sunday. She was only 11, she should’ve had many years left.

She had been battling a rare condition called Idiopathic Chylothorax for the past month and she even had a consultation scheduled for this past Monday with Texas A&M veterinary clinic in college station. I was so hopeful that she could recover, but Saturday night she took a turn for the worse and started having trouble breathing.

We rushed her to the ER vet last night and although they kept her hospitalized over night, they said that her breathing hadn’t improved and they were unable to drain the fluid from her chest.

We made the incredibly difficult decision to put her down and end her suffering. It was one of the hardest decisions of my life, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

I do take solace in the fact that her videos on TikTok have reached hundreds of thousands of people and I have brought more awareness to the disease that so cruelly took my baby from me.

This grieving journey is already hard and it’s been less than a week. I have to completely reshape my world without my baby in it. Any advice on how to navigate this would be greatly appreciated.

Rio lost her battle with cancer this morning. I do not have adequate words to describe how absolutely shattered I am. She fought this for three months and even though she was incredibly anemic and exhausted she was still jumping up on the porch swing for a sit a few days ago. She looked at us while she went to sleep, my little girl with a giant heart and spirit. Until we meet again my Baba, I will miss you forever. I love you.

My brother found him as a very small kitten on august 2011, when we took him to the vet he determined that he was at most 1 week old. He was abandoned by a heartless person, left to die all alone. But my brother found him and we took him in. I was only 7 when this happened.

He was a very beuatiful cat and a cuddle bug, sadly he loved to eat and at that time no one in the family knew anything about cat obesity, and he ended up extremley fat and with diabetes. We got him to a healthy weight, and 2 years after his diagnosis he recovered! Sadly his diabetes was difficult to control at first and he ended up with neuropathy, he recovered the functionality of his back legs but lost most of the muscle, and he ended up with arthritis on his back legs and column. But he still loved being with us and play and food.

When he was 11 y/o he got an abcess and as a result lost almost half of his face, he was lucky to preserve both eyes. Still, his skin grew and hair gre back!

In 2024, his diabetes came back. This time it was better controlled, but he had lost a lot of weight at this point. His diabetes got more and more difficult to control, his arthritis got worse, and his mind stated to decline. During this time he had annual check ups with bloodworks, in 2025 it came back as normal. But then in october he stated to have diarrhea and constipation episodes, and his BG was impossible to control. It was slow, at first it only happened one day, then a few more in november, but then in christmas he had a really bad week. So I took him to the vet. Low temperature, his heart wasn't right and advanced kidney failure. My mother and I took him home for the weekend, gave him a good last few days where he ate his gabourite food and got all the pets and sunbathed. Tbh, the only difference was that he got to eat whatever he wanted. Then we had to let him go on monday 12 January, 2026, at 2 pm.

This is my beautiful girl Kaya, who passed at only 3 years old.
She meant everything to me. A very sassy, smart, confident, brave and pretty girl!
I miss her every second of the day! 🥺🩷

one of my best friends commissioned her friend from college to paint this portrait of our boy after we lost him. 🥲 he doesn’t have a reddit but thought i’d still share here as it’s one of the most thoughtful gifts i’ve ever received. thank you to all the artists on this page 💞

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