Please help. My poor baby lost his other half three days ago.

My little angel Argus (tux kitty) passed away from a saddle thrombus. He was vocalizing in pain and before I took him to the hospital, his brother smelled him and hissed. He never came back and now his brother is looking for him. He was three years old when we lost him forever.

I have another kitty who wasn’t so close to the bonded kitties. But my gray kitty misses his brother, he misses his furry cuddles and headbutts. I’ve been glued to his side to keep him company and play with him when he gets excited. But he’s looking for his brother. He’s still looking for him.

I don’t know how he is feeling, if he knows his brother will never be coming back or if he thinks he’s just hiding. He just looks so lonely. Sometimes he’ll just stare off into the distance, hoping for his little brother. Where he used to sit. And then he’ll look back at me like he’s asking me where his brother is.

I’ve never seen anything as heartbreaking as this. I know there will never be a kitty like his precious brother. And we both need time to grief the terrible loss of a kitten taken far too early. But will there ever be a chance that there is another kitty in this world who would accept my lost baby? Play with him and give him cuddles like his brother did?

Is there hope for my baby?

My little angel Argus (tux kitty) passed away from a saddle thrombus. He was vocalizing in pain and before I took him to the hospital, his brother smelled him and hissed. He never came back and now his brother is looking for him. He was three years old when we lost him forever.

I have another kitty who wasn’t so close to the bonded kitties. But my gray kitty misses his brother, he misses his furry cuddles and headbutts. I’ve been glued to his side to keep him company and play with him when he gets excited. But he’s looking for his brother. He’s still looking for him.

I don’t know how he is feeling, if he knows his brother will never be coming back or if he thinks he’s just hiding. He just looks so lonely. Sometimes he’ll just stare off into the distance, hoping for his little brother. Where he used to sit. And then he’ll look back at me like he’s asking me where his brother is.

I’ve never seen anything as heartbreaking as this. I know there will never be a kitty like his precious brother. And we both need time to grief the terrible loss of a kitten taken far too early. But will there ever be a chance that there is another kitty in this world who would accept my lost baby? Play with him and give him cuddles like his brother did?

Is there hope for my baby?