Khloe passed away last night. We don’t know what happened, she was going to be 16 in June and she’d been insulin-treated for diabetes since August of last year. We found her lying on the floor covered in drool/poop and she was struggling to breathe. I knew the day would come but never expected it to be so tragic and painful for her. She went down while we were out at dinner and we found her when it was too late to do anything. Took her to an E vet and they came back with the (not so) news that she was dying and we opted to euthanize. I’ll never forget the way this cat was there for me; she’s been my best friend since I was in high school and has shared so many parts of my life. Specifically now as I write this, sobbing and swollen-eyed, I wish I had just like 10 more minutes of drool-y purring cuddles with her. I really felt part of me leave when she did. I don’t even know what I’m saying.

I love you forever, Khloe