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After a few weeks of poor health, we lost our beloved "wild girl" last night. Punkin died in our arms after suffering a seizure. She was a gift beyond gifts, and my heart grieves deeply for this beautiful little animal. She was with us for nearly 15 years, born Dec. 21, 2005. Her sister, Peanut, remains with us and will provide us with a constant link to Punkin's memory. Not enough words can be said about her amazing life and what she brought to our family. She was our squirrel bug, our sugar-frosted flake, our bugs-n-bugs, our little shortstop. May she rest in peace after giving it everything she had in her final week of life. While I am practically paralyzed with grief right now, her countenance was so powerful that it keeps me from sinking into a really dark place as I grapple with the notion that she is gone, a thought that only a week ago wasn't anywhere near our minds. For a time we thought she was responding to the treatment we started Monday with the force feedings and the fluid drips, but she must have suffered a stroke at some point, with mini-seizures to follow. In the end, it was one massive seizure, perhaps a stroke as well, that took her. It was not an easy thing to experience but we were witness to her every moment of the last half hour of her life. As hard as it was, it was a rare gift. There was no medical intervention, no trip to the vet, no strangers standing around. After my wife said to me, "She's stopped breathing," I lay on the bed, my bed, next to Punkin and studied her body for signs of life, half expecting her to recover. I'm glad she didn't. She deserved to be at peace. She was one in a million. I would not be who I am at this moment had it not been for her. In honor of her passing, I'm posting one of my all-time favorite pics of her from about ten years ago and posting this link to a song that has long been a favorite of mine.
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