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4/25/17 My baby boy Momo has crossed to Rainbow Bridge. His CBC came back with off the charts Diabetes and early signs of Kidney failure. If anyone here remembers Momo, he had a battle with his pancreas last year in August. I had to for the first time in my life make the choice on my own. I don't want to go into details cause I will just cry so hard again, but I did manage to get him to the vet with his favorite doctor, he went peacefully. They decided to knock him out so he was asleep before he actually "went to sleep." I have not been handling this well at all. Its affecting my work, home, I don't feel motivated, I feel at fault, like I did a bad job taking care of him etc. I don't know what to do...I feel like everything is falling apart around me and I can't maintain myself when I got two young fur babies here at home also mourning. Artemis is handling himself OK I guess but Smokey, the youngest is pacing back and forth, sniffing, and sleeping by the front door, I think he is waiting for Momo to come home. I am at a loss here. This is the second companion in my life I have lost, for some reason despite my random bouts of crying, seems more full of shame and more negative feelings. We gave Momo a much better home than he had before.
We adopted Momo when he was 4 years old, helped him lost as much weight as we could, gave him everything he needed from the beginning as he was medically needy from the start. His previous family didn't do a good job and they were further up the income ladder than we were. We went broke for him but at the same time he had everything he ever needed...He had issues with his bladder, Feline Idiopathic cystitis which over time we improved a lot between his diet and environment. Then his Pancreas, we just never prepared for Diabetes to be a result of what was to come from his pancreas. I am still in shock, I feel so torn in between everything and I know when I pick up his urn in a few days I will be shattered to pieces...I am not prepared...It hurts so much, no matter how much I cry or force myself to adjust, I simply can't.
I dont have recent images of my baby boy Momo on my laptop but this is him
We adopted Momo when he was 4 years old, helped him lost as much weight as we could, gave him everything he needed from the beginning as he was medically needy from the start. His previous family didn't do a good job and they were further up the income ladder than we were. We went broke for him but at the same time he had everything he ever needed...He had issues with his bladder, Feline Idiopathic cystitis which over time we improved a lot between his diet and environment. Then his Pancreas, we just never prepared for Diabetes to be a result of what was to come from his pancreas. I am still in shock, I feel so torn in between everything and I know when I pick up his urn in a few days I will be shattered to pieces...I am not prepared...It hurts so much, no matter how much I cry or force myself to adjust, I simply can't.
I dont have recent images of my baby boy Momo on my laptop but this is him