After a night with Patrick crying several times, despite pain medication, and given how he looked this morning - miserable - I decided that one more day on new food and stronger dose of pain med was only prolonging what I knew at last, was something we could not fix.
Amazingly, he was only 3 months away from having lived with crf for 4 years, he was about 1 -1/2 years post ?Ibd versus Lymphoma diagnosis when we were told he only had a couple of months, his damaged eye, to my vet's amazement had sealed (he had a corneal rupture) something it was not expected would happen. He just had the most amazing spirit, but today, he looked miserable, even when asleep, and I had to let him go.
I took him outside in my arms to hear the birds and sniff the wind, and he did perk up...I took him to each of the cats, most related to him, and especially Alix who gave him a lick between the ears.
They told me his bp was low when we got there, his feet felt so cold...it really was time. He had a little trick..rub his chin and he'd extend it, like a turtle coming out from it's shell, so we always called it "doing the turtle". That is what he and I did as he fell asleep.
I've never done such intensive, long term care of one animal, the bond was already close between us, it was hard to leave him, even when he'd passed, I just wanted to hold him and bring him home. I can't believe this time has come, that he is gone.
No one who ever met him has forgotten him, he had a special charisma, and was a great ambassador for his breed..and was one of the oldest living of his breed in the world.
Not much else I can say, I can't believe my so special boy is gone.
Amazingly, he was only 3 months away from having lived with crf for 4 years, he was about 1 -1/2 years post ?Ibd versus Lymphoma diagnosis when we were told he only had a couple of months, his damaged eye, to my vet's amazement had sealed (he had a corneal rupture) something it was not expected would happen. He just had the most amazing spirit, but today, he looked miserable, even when asleep, and I had to let him go.
I took him outside in my arms to hear the birds and sniff the wind, and he did perk up...I took him to each of the cats, most related to him, and especially Alix who gave him a lick between the ears.
They told me his bp was low when we got there, his feet felt so cold...it really was time. He had a little trick..rub his chin and he'd extend it, like a turtle coming out from it's shell, so we always called it "doing the turtle". That is what he and I did as he fell asleep.
I've never done such intensive, long term care of one animal, the bond was already close between us, it was hard to leave him, even when he'd passed, I just wanted to hold him and bring him home. I can't believe this time has come, that he is gone.
No one who ever met him has forgotten him, he had a special charisma, and was a great ambassador for his breed..and was one of the oldest living of his breed in the world.
Not much else I can say, I can't believe my so special boy is gone.