Saying goodbye is hard.
Today I had to say goodbye to Bishu, the cat I've had for 13 years (almost exactly). His kidney disease suddenly progressed and basically his kidneys just gave up, and the tumor in his throat was making it tough for him to swallow. He'd spent the last few days barely mobile. He was so weak it would break your heart.
So last night the vet gave him a fluid shot and some meds, and I brought him home and gave him as much love as I could. I phoned up And then this morning, the vet looked him over and agreed that sadly, the medicine wasn't having the desired effect.
And so around 930 this morning we said goodbye. I stayed with him as he passed -- it was very difficult to do, but I'm glad I did. He went peacefully.
So if I'm not particularly cheery for a while, that's why. I'm really gonna miss him.
Thanks to all of you who said kind and empathetic things.
So last night the vet gave him a fluid shot and some meds, and I brought him home and gave him as much love as I could. I phoned up And then this morning, the vet looked him over and agreed that sadly, the medicine wasn't having the desired effect.
And so around 930 this morning we said goodbye. I stayed with him as he passed -- it was very difficult to do, but I'm glad I did. He went peacefully.
So if I'm not particularly cheery for a while, that's why. I'm really gonna miss him.
Thanks to all of you who said kind and empathetic things.