I've been trying to find the words to write this. Everything is still very raw.
On January 23rd, Pixie lost his long battle with chf. He lived with it for far longer than anyone expected him to, and in the end it was his kidneys that failed him. The vet and a tech came to the house, and he passed peacefully in his bed, with his head snuggled into my lap. He was around 14 years old, and came to me when he was around 9 months. He came to me at one of the worst times in my life, and was instantly my protector. He was my heart dog, my soulmate, and he has left a huge hole in my heart and my life.
The following week, on the morning of February 3rd, Shadow had a spinal 'stroke'. It totally blocked his spinal cord, and he was paralysed from the waist down. We got him to the vet straight away, and made the decision to have him put to sleep. The chances of him recovering were remote, and we didn't want him to suffer in any way. He died within an hour of the stroke occurring. He would have been 15 in May. Nobody expected this - he was seemingly healthy, and was still racing round and playing like a kitten every night. He was such a special boy, very quiet and reserved until you got to know him, but for us he had the biggest purr in the world. He'd always give me a nose to nose kiss and headbutt before getting down from a cuddle - he just loved to be picked up and held for cuddles. He was absolutely wonderful with Asha when we brought her home too, and its in no small part thanks to him that she's grown into the comfident cat that she is today. He's left a huge hole behind him, that no one will ever fill.
On January 23rd, Pixie lost his long battle with chf. He lived with it for far longer than anyone expected him to, and in the end it was his kidneys that failed him. The vet and a tech came to the house, and he passed peacefully in his bed, with his head snuggled into my lap. He was around 14 years old, and came to me when he was around 9 months. He came to me at one of the worst times in my life, and was instantly my protector. He was my heart dog, my soulmate, and he has left a huge hole in my heart and my life.
The following week, on the morning of February 3rd, Shadow had a spinal 'stroke'. It totally blocked his spinal cord, and he was paralysed from the waist down. We got him to the vet straight away, and made the decision to have him put to sleep. The chances of him recovering were remote, and we didn't want him to suffer in any way. He died within an hour of the stroke occurring. He would have been 15 in May. Nobody expected this - he was seemingly healthy, and was still racing round and playing like a kitten every night. He was such a special boy, very quiet and reserved until you got to know him, but for us he had the biggest purr in the world. He'd always give me a nose to nose kiss and headbutt before getting down from a cuddle - he just loved to be picked up and held for cuddles. He was absolutely wonderful with Asha when we brought her home too, and its in no small part thanks to him that she's grown into the comfident cat that she is today. He's left a huge hole behind him, that no one will ever fill.
My condolences; it's so tough to lose just one, even when you know there's no way to escape the inevitable, but losing two at the same time is almost unbearable. Rest in peace, babies.
