I woke up this morning to very sad news. My precious cat Abbott had died. He had been pretty sick for a few weeks, but we were all hopeful that the vet would be able to get medication to help. He was having kidney problems, and who knows what else, but he was clearly getting sicker. He lost a lot of weight, and his fur went from light in color and fluffy to dark and oily. My parents took him to a 24 hr vet clinic to have him put on an IV, and apparently his sodium levels were so high that the machines couldn't even read it. This morning my parents made the decision to put him at peace. Although it is hard news to hear and I haven't stopped crying since finding out, I know that it is what was best for him. He was sick and probably in pain and did not deserve to live like that. I know he is at peace now and no longer suffering. But, while he may be at peace, all of us who loved him so dearly are left with the pain.
Abbott, you were a wonderful cat. I remember bringing you home as a kitten with your brother Costello and you would both chase me down the hall biting my ankles. You were always the timid one who would hide inside the couch to avoid any people. You were a little crazy, just like me, but you were the sweetest cat when you wanted to be. I loved you dearly, and your life was cut too short. We had about 8 wonderful years with you and I am hopeful that you felt loved and had tons of fun. I know you are at peace now, and I will try to remember all of the wonderful times with you. I will miss you everyday Abbott. 0:-)
Here's to hoping Abbott was not in pain and that he is at peace now. Here's to hoping that we are all grateful for the time we have with those we love, because it can be cut so short. 0:-)
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