Meh, the GF's family cat had to be put down
GF is in NL to teach a course, stayed with her dad, her sister and sister's boyfriend are also staying there as they are renovating their place and there's some potential asbestos issues, the cat was living with them, so was now also living at the dad's house. She had some minor issues over the past year, and for a cat, is pretty much ancient in age. Well over 18 years old. Started showing signs of just being in extreme pain over the last 2 weeks, and in the last few days just lay down wherever in the house because she couldn't make it any further...
Normally the death of a pet is already sad, but somehow this feels like a bit of an end of an era. I'm not gonna talk about it with the GF in this way, cause it's just going to make her very sad, so I'm going to ramble this line of thought to you guys
They got the cat when they moved to Gouda, to the place where the dad still lives, when my GF was about 7 years old. When I rolled into my GF's life, she was still living with her parents, and they were really this family that does everything together. In my family it was totally normal that several times a week at least someone wasn't there for dinner because some kind of obligation/sport/hobby/whatever. But they did everything together, dinner with someone missing was extremely rare before my GF started studying (ah yes, for context, we got together when I was 19, she was 16). So of course the cat was also always there, whenever they were having dinner, the cat would also eat in the corner behind the dinner table. I don't know if I ever mentioned it here, but in 2011 my GF's mom passed away . Everybody, with quite some ups and downs, learned to live with it, but now, all the grandparents, and even the cat are gone, it kind of feels like the end of that memory... Dunno why, it just feels weird....
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