By TheTwinGods • Score: 161 • April 13, 2025 10:53 PM
Bit of a long read, sorry.
This morning my beautiful 16 y/o cat passed away. She had been in poor health but not in pain and my husband and I were with her when she peacefully passed. She was really more attached to my husband and daughter (7y/o) but had been my cat for several years before hubby and I got together.
Today, around noon, I was supposed to go to my mom's house to do some yard work for her. I called her around 9 this morning and told her about Yoshi passing away. She was sympathetic at first. The conversation went something like this.
Me (nearly crying)- Hey mom. Yoshi died this morning.
Mom- OH my God, I'm so sorry to hear that.
Me- (explains to my mom she died with hubby and I and she was purring at the end)
Mom- That really is the best way she could go. So, I assume you don't want to come do yardwork today?
Me- I am sorry mom, but no. We need to go dig a grave for her and break the news to kiddo.
Pause
Mom- well I really do need some yardwork done. Don't you think kiddo would want to come over for a while?
Me- Mom.....I don't think we can do that. I am sorry, can we do it another day?
Mom- I don't know. I mean, it is just some raking and emptying pots. If you really think you can't I guess that's. Bye.
Conversation over. No I love yous exchanged or anything.
She calls me back an hour later. I thought maybe to make amends. I was wrong. Convo #2.
Me- Hey mom.
Mom- are you sure you can't come over for just an hour? I have work to do in the garden.
Me- Mom, I really can't.
Mom- I promise I won't ask again. I never ask for help. (She has had my husband and I help in the yard for around 5 years)
Me- I really can't mom. I have to go dig a grave.
My mom hung up.
I spent today greiving the loss of a friend of 16 years with my hubby, daughter and MIL (who helped me dig a grave for my lovely queen)
So reddit, am I the asshole for asking to delay yardwork so I could tend to my dead pet? Sorry if that question seemed passive aggressive, I am still pretty upset by the death of what we considered a family member.
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