Tuesday April 18 2006 Casmo left.
last year August 20th Casmo got shot. 6 bulets were left inside her fragile body. since that day she has been paralyzed from behind.as they say "love blinds" i could not bring myself to puting her down so i loved and cared for her for 8 months. the stress on me and my family was geting greater and greater forcing me to face the harsh truth.
Casmo was unable to control her blader therefore she was to wear a diaper 24/7
her bed (that she shares with our dogs)smells like pee.
she and the dogs were abondoned to the kitchen.
Casmo hated her baths, having her diaper changed and above all she couldnt keep up with cleaning herself.
my ten month old sister puts everything she can get her hands on in her mouth this environment was just not hygenic enough for her.
When i told Casmo i wanted to put her down she seemed even hapier than before so did i
i had not cried until two days before the apointment
once at the vet i started to doubt if i had made the right decision i felt Casmo was nervous but i did not say anything
when she started falling asleep she did not look at me she looked away afterwards this broke my hart she did not close her eyes
when it hapened my eyes only started to water nothing more, but once in the car peting her breathless body the tears started to come down
we buried her body and floyd's in my back yard
this morning was just so hard i'm used to seeying her big amber eyes staring into mine and hearing her hoarse voice beging for food and she just wasnt there... and she never came.
floyd is my sisters rat who over the past few months had become very ill
at the last minute my sister decided to bring her along as it turned out she had breast cancer poor little one
-teusday April 18 2006 *** the day Casmo's soul parted from her body-
last year August 20th Casmo got shot. 6 bulets were left inside her fragile body. since that day she has been paralyzed from behind.as they say "love blinds" i could not bring myself to puting her down so i loved and cared for her for 8 months. the stress on me and my family was geting greater and greater forcing me to face the harsh truth.
Casmo was unable to control her blader therefore she was to wear a diaper 24/7
her bed (that she shares with our dogs)smells like pee.
she and the dogs were abondoned to the kitchen.
Casmo hated her baths, having her diaper changed and above all she couldnt keep up with cleaning herself.
my ten month old sister puts everything she can get her hands on in her mouth this environment was just not hygenic enough for her.
When i told Casmo i wanted to put her down she seemed even hapier than before so did i
i had not cried until two days before the apointment
once at the vet i started to doubt if i had made the right decision i felt Casmo was nervous but i did not say anything
when she started falling asleep she did not look at me she looked away afterwards this broke my hart she did not close her eyes
when it hapened my eyes only started to water nothing more, but once in the car peting her breathless body the tears started to come down
we buried her body and floyd's in my back yard
this morning was just so hard i'm used to seeying her big amber eyes staring into mine and hearing her hoarse voice beging for food and she just wasnt there... and she never came.
floyd is my sisters rat who over the past few months had become very ill
at the last minute my sister decided to bring her along as it turned out she had breast cancer poor little one
-teusday April 18 2006 *** the day Casmo's soul parted from her body-