06/05/2026
So I know I’ve been a little quiet lately…there’s no way to put it other than Miko passed away a few months ago. It’s actually made me more depressed than I realise, and I don’t know why but I feel a bit ridiculous being sad about it when yes I know people in other parts of the world are dying or have no roofs other their heads. I think it’s cause life has already been feeling like a never ending uphill climb, and crap just keeps being flung all over me. Pet deaths just feel so senseless because they are so innocent. I felt so bad not only because I hadn’t been spending as much time as I wanted to with her, but because I had to make the decision to put her down. She had lymphoma which worsened, and I felt I owed her a good, peaceful passing instead of holding on for the inevitable and causing her more pain. I still miss my baby so. The only comfort is the hope that she’s in a better place now.
I just wanted to remember her today, and hope for brighter things. I also wanted to thank Dr Gwenda Lowe at Serangoon - it was an emergency and our regular vet wasn’t available so we just went to the closest one open. Even though she hadn’t see Miko before, she was so tender in the way she treated her, and I appreciated how she honestly and non-judgementally she explained our options to us. The cremation was so beautifully done, and they even took the time to inscribe Miko’s name on her picture. A few weeks later, we received a card in the mail with handwritten condolences from the team, together with an imprint of Miko’s paws and nose. I was speechless and so touched. It was no small gesture to me, and it’ll stay with me as an unforgettable act of kindness in an increasingly harsh world. Thank you Dr Lowe and team, it truly meant more than you’ll ever know ❤️
Anyway sorry for the ramble, and being a downer so close to Mother’s Day. But I thought it wouldn’t be the same if we didn’t honor the babies we lost. Goodnight Miko, mama misses you.