At Love's Limit

[ornoth]

Puggle is dying.

I brought the little guy in to the vet because for the past few weeks he seemed to be having gradually more and more difficulty breathing. No apparent pain or even much discomfort, which is good. But despite that, the vet’s diagnosis is dire: congestive heart failure.

There aren’t many options to consider. Untreated, he will die

Comments

[rubyred660]

This made me sad for you, sad for Puggle and sad for me because it reminds me that my own little fluffballs of insanity and joy aren't going to be here forever either.

Even though the little pugmeister hates the ladies...I still think he's a pretty damn cool cat.

[slinkr]

He's not just a cat, he's your cat. It sounds like you're making decisions for him with all the consideration he deserves. I'm sorry you're going through this. Make the most of your last weeks to hang out with him.

[ditav]

I wish you and Puggle a cuddly holiday season. It is little consolation that he did not go abruptly but having a chance to get used to the real idea of his passing makes things a bit more bearable.

I do not relish the idea that our two monsters will be all too soon facing the same.

[cvirtue]

I'm sorry to hear that. I hope his last days go peacefully for both of you.

[lothie]

I've been dreading this for some time, knowing that Puggle must be getting old. I realize I didn't know him well, having visited you only the once since he acquired you. But it's still true that I'm going to miss him terribly, simply because I know what he means to you.

I am so sorry and I wish I could do something to help.