I wasn't able to write this when Mickey, died but I just need to tell all of you cause this is the place to come that I know you all would understand how I feel.
Mickey, was failing quickly and I didn't want to stress him out by driving so far to the vets so I took him to the vet he had seen about 6 months ago, they are much closer from home. Mickey, had a bad seizure a couple of months died in my arms. I was holding him in a warm blanket and he was having little seizures and gasping for breathe. About 15 or 20 minutes before he died I had told him to let go and not be afraid and that I will be right here and hold on to him. Shortly after I told him that, he started to groan and his legs started shaking and than he had a bad seizure, after that he looked up at me and took his last breathe. I don't know what I'll do without him but I do know that his quality of life had gone out of him about 5 or 6 days before he died. I prayed that he would go on his own cause I just didn't have it in me to end it for him. I buried him the next day in the afternoon sun in my yard and I'm going to miss him so very much and right now I'm in tears and crying my heart out.
About a week before he died he had a very difficult time walking, his hind legs were very weak and so I gave him a 1/4 tablet of baby aspirin and it helped cause about an hour or so later he could walk better. He wouldn't eat so I spoon fed him the last couple of days, and he wouldn't drink any water so I used a syringe to give him as much water as he would take. On a Saturday morning it was the worst he couldn't walk at all and he wouldn't take in much food or water that I tried to feed to him, he would just spit it out . He was crying so intensely and when I picked him up his bladder let go all his urine and I let him know it was okay, and then he stopped crying, I guess he was crying cause he couldn't walk to his litter box and it upset him so very much. I took him to the animal hospital, that morning, on the way there Mickey, never cried and he always cried when I put him in the car, but not this time, he just kept his eyes on me. The Doctor told me Mickey, was dehydrated and very sick but the doctor didn't know until I told him that Mickey, had urinated just before getting there. Than the doctor, said if he were a human he would be in ICU, he said I should take him to the emergency clinic so that they could monitor him all weekend, but he also said that Mickey, could very well die there. At that moment, I knew in my heart I didn't want Mickey, to be left in a strange place with strangers and die without me near him. I took him home, so that he could be in the comfort of his own home and when Mickey, died in my arms that Saturday night I knew I had made the right decision to bring him home. He died about two weeks before his 18th birthday.
I feel a loss so very deep and yet I also feel blessed that I had Mickey, with me for almost 18 years. I held him in the palm of my hand when he was 2 days old, and I went to visit him often up until the day I brought him home at 7 weeks old. Mickey's, birthday was July 20th he have been 18 years old.
In the morning when I wake up late for work I than realized Mickey, isn't here to wake me as he always did, and that makes me cry. I loved Mickey, so very much and I miss him so so so much.
Mickey, was a very special kitty. He was so very gentle with all my birds never would he chase or bother them. When the birds were out Mickey, would walk with them on the floor in the bird room. When I covered the birds for the night than Mickey and I would cuddle on the sofa while I either watched TV or read. He always followed me into any room I was in. I don't think I will ever stop missing him.
Sorry this is so long, but thank you for reading it.
Mickey's Mom,
Lynda
Mickey, was failing quickly and I didn't want to stress him out by driving so far to the vets so I took him to the vet he had seen about 6 months ago, they are much closer from home. Mickey, had a bad seizure a couple of months died in my arms. I was holding him in a warm blanket and he was having little seizures and gasping for breathe. About 15 or 20 minutes before he died I had told him to let go and not be afraid and that I will be right here and hold on to him. Shortly after I told him that, he started to groan and his legs started shaking and than he had a bad seizure, after that he looked up at me and took his last breathe. I don't know what I'll do without him but I do know that his quality of life had gone out of him about 5 or 6 days before he died. I prayed that he would go on his own cause I just didn't have it in me to end it for him. I buried him the next day in the afternoon sun in my yard and I'm going to miss him so very much and right now I'm in tears and crying my heart out.
About a week before he died he had a very difficult time walking, his hind legs were very weak and so I gave him a 1/4 tablet of baby aspirin and it helped cause about an hour or so later he could walk better. He wouldn't eat so I spoon fed him the last couple of days, and he wouldn't drink any water so I used a syringe to give him as much water as he would take. On a Saturday morning it was the worst he couldn't walk at all and he wouldn't take in much food or water that I tried to feed to him, he would just spit it out . He was crying so intensely and when I picked him up his bladder let go all his urine and I let him know it was okay, and then he stopped crying, I guess he was crying cause he couldn't walk to his litter box and it upset him so very much. I took him to the animal hospital, that morning, on the way there Mickey, never cried and he always cried when I put him in the car, but not this time, he just kept his eyes on me. The Doctor told me Mickey, was dehydrated and very sick but the doctor didn't know until I told him that Mickey, had urinated just before getting there. Than the doctor, said if he were a human he would be in ICU, he said I should take him to the emergency clinic so that they could monitor him all weekend, but he also said that Mickey, could very well die there. At that moment, I knew in my heart I didn't want Mickey, to be left in a strange place with strangers and die without me near him. I took him home, so that he could be in the comfort of his own home and when Mickey, died in my arms that Saturday night I knew I had made the right decision to bring him home. He died about two weeks before his 18th birthday.
I feel a loss so very deep and yet I also feel blessed that I had Mickey, with me for almost 18 years. I held him in the palm of my hand when he was 2 days old, and I went to visit him often up until the day I brought him home at 7 weeks old. Mickey's, birthday was July 20th he have been 18 years old.
In the morning when I wake up late for work I than realized Mickey, isn't here to wake me as he always did, and that makes me cry. I loved Mickey, so very much and I miss him so so so much.
Mickey, was a very special kitty. He was so very gentle with all my birds never would he chase or bother them. When the birds were out Mickey, would walk with them on the floor in the bird room. When I covered the birds for the night than Mickey and I would cuddle on the sofa while I either watched TV or read. He always followed me into any room I was in. I don't think I will ever stop missing him.
Sorry this is so long, but thank you for reading it.
Mickey's Mom,
Lynda