Posted on May 24, 2026
TW: sick pet, pet death, pet loss, pet grief, medical environments, medical equipment, etc.
Several weeks ago now, I got home late, high on the adrenaline of an incredibly fun and productive day in the studio to find the youngest in my family of cats, Sooty, collapsed in the garden, lethargic and clearly in pain. Despite having just driven for two hours, my Mum and I bundled her up in the cat blanket and got back in the car, headed for the out of hours vet. We arrived at about ten o’clock and she was whisked away, having only gotten more distressed during the drive. I wasn’t in denial – it was clear that something was wrong – but I was trying not to jump to the worst case scenario, at least until we had more information. I didn’t want to torture myself unnecessarily, especially since we didn’t know how long it would be before someone came back to give us an update. My hope, which I felt wasn’t desperately unrealistic, was that she’d eaten something bad for her or something like that and that dehydration from lying in the sun for who knows how long had worsened her condition; I hoped that, perhaps, if that dehydration could be resolved relatively easily, then whatever the bigger problem was wouldn’t be quite as serious as it appeared. Looking back, I don’t know if that was reasonable or unreasonable but I was just trying to get through each minute of waiting for an update.
Category: animals, anxiety, chronic pain, death, depression, emotions, family, mental health Tagged: actuallyautistic, asd, autism, autism spectrum disorder, autistic, autistic adult, cat, cat death, cat family, cat grief, cat loss, chronic pain, depression, depressive episode, emergency vet, family of cat, grief, loss, mental health, mental illness, pain flare, pet death, pet grief, pet loss, sick cat, sick pet, treatment resistant depression, vet
Posted on April 18, 2026
TW: pet illness, pet death, pet loss, and pet grief.
This post is very late. At the beginning of July last year, my beloved cat, Lucy, suddenly had to be put to sleep; and when I say suddenly, I mean I found out on the Tuesday and had to take her into the vet for the final time on the Wednesday. It was a horrible, deeply distressing experience that I still don’t feel like I’ve recovered from and then, suddenly, I was thrust into my EP release and all of the work that came with that. But the year went downhill with a pinched nerve in my back and an awful, painful stomach problem, both of which went on for months. So, although it was great to finally have my EP, Too Much And Not Enough, Vol. 1, out in the world, it was a very stressful, very difficult six months and I just haven’t had the energy, the emotion, or the executive function to write about this until now. I wrote about half of this before everything else really took me out of commission and then I had to spend months on my back, trying to recover but in too much pain, feeling too sick, and on such strong medication that I couldn’t think clearly enough to write anything at all. But I still wanted to get this finished and posted because it was a really significant experience, a really difficult time with a lot of difficult emotions to try and manage. I’m still working through it and to not write about it feels a little like I’m doing Lucy a disservice. That’s probably not super healthy but it is how I feel right now. So I’ve finished writing this post and I’m putting it up…
Category: animals, death, emotions, family, mental health Tagged: cat, family of cats, family pet, grief, pet death, pet grief, pet illness, pet loss, soul cat, tabby cat

Hi! I’m Lauren Alex Hooper. Welcome to my little blog! I write about living with Autism Spectrum Disorder, ADHD, OCD, CPTSD, depression, and anxiety, as well as other health issues including hEDS and POTS.
I’m an alt-pop singer-songwriter (it’s my biggest special interest and I have both a BA and MA in songwriting) and my most recent EP, Too Much And Not Enough, Vol. 1, is available on all music platforms and is the first in the series of works based on my experiences as an autistic person.
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