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Greetings everyone....my name is Lisa....it's been 24 hours since I had to put my 1 year old male siamese Chance to sleep....friends, I am sooo devastated I barely have the energy to write, but I just wanna ask for prayers for comfort as I feel my heart, spirit, soul crushed...tomorrow June 5th, 2016 would have been a year since I was given my precious Chance by a woman surrounded by quite a few homeless cats. As I drove by her, I asked her if she would give them the box of cat food i had in my car...she said sure...so as I gave her the box, she bent down grabbing a little kitten and asked me if I would take him because he had followed her for a few blocks and had been biten by a dog (so she thought) his skin was missing on top of neck...so I took the little guy home and started to heal his wounds thinking I would take him to the SPCA the next day...but I felt he was a gift from God to me as I was feeling sad and depressed from loosing my dad just 7 months before, so I decided to keep him....i named him Chance because he got another chance in life. I took him to the vet got all his shots got him antibiotics oral and topical for his wound, which was not a dog bite but a burn from a car's hot engine, and learned he shared same birthday as my dad (March 2nd), well this little guy stole my heart and soul....he brought me the happiness I never had or felt...he was there for me thru the healing of a horrific painful surgery I endured, just leaving my side to go eat and use the potty and right back to me....he changed my world....i couldn't have gotten thru sooo much pain without him im sure...he was my comfort thru the pain, my wailing etc. He was sooo loving and attached to me...he was where ever I was throughout the house,,,he slept behind my legs, he was always always on my chest or lap and gave me constant head buds and kisses...I know he loved me as much as I adored him...he was extremely carefree and happy rinning throughout the house freely, jumping to all the window seals so extremely playful and energetic he was a true joy and I grew to love him in this 1 year as my own child. Suddenly my little guy started to stay to himself and be for long periods of time in the basement....he was withdrawn didn't wanna be held and started to loose his appetite. ..I took him to the vet on May 20th because I noticed he had some kind of fishy smelling diareah like drainage on his behind. .they said it was his sacks they checked for worms, fleas, etc. but was clear...so happily and thankful that he was ok I took him back home. He seemed to be coming around to being himself again, but within a week or so he started to withdraw again, spending more time in basement and not eating much. On Thursday June 2nd I took him to same vet again because I noticed he wasn't eating or drinking and his 2 long teeth were clumped down tight...I had to literally open his mouth to pour water with a syringe so he wouldn't dehydrate. They once again checked him and found nothing wrong but gave him a cortisone shot and oral antibiotics...the next morning (June 3rd, I found him in same spot in kitchen as the night before, depressed and body clumped down and again teeth tightly closed, so I took him to a different reputable vet. There, they gave him a complete examination, including bloodwork and ultrasound , they found his pressure to be 60, they said it should be at least 110, they noticed his pancreas was inflamed and told me he was really sick and depressed, I started wailing at the thought of putting my baby to sleep,,,I agreed to get biopsy of his pancreas and put him on ivs, then came the news I didn't want to ever hear, it was best to put him to sleep...I felt like I was sinking in quicksand...I can't describe this horrific feeling that I still feel that came over me at that moment of thruth...I left to pick up my kids (26 and 18 years old) to say goodbye to my Chancy...they brought him to me to the room we were in and placed him in my lap while they injected him....i sang the song I sang to him since I got him a year ago (this is the day the Lord has made) and had him look at me in the eyes and wailing told him how much momma lives him and that he would forever and ever be in my heart and soul as he slowly slumped down on my lap and peed on me....my dear friends, I can't describe the doomed feeling I have at this present time....i haven't ate since Thursday night and my eyes are swollen shut! I have never ever had a bond like this with any pet or any human! It's like he was my soulmate, I can't deal with the thought of never having him lay on my chest and lap and sleeping behind my legs and not feeling his head buds, etc. etc...if I had a choice of bringing back my mom, dad, grandma or him...it would definitely be him...I told my husband and kids that when my time comes I want his ashes to go in my casket with me and ask God to someday reunite me with my baby again....until we meet again my punky....momma loves you and forever and ever have you in my heart mind and soul...you are the best thing that ever happened to me....i live ypu with all my being[emoji]128583[/emoji][emoji]128591[/emoji][emoji]128546[/emoji][emoji]128557[/emoji][emoji]128153[/emoji]