I euthanized my own cat today. She was 13 years old and had a bad heart. She threw a clot - a saddle thrombus and was in intense pain. At first we tried some live saving measures but when she pulled her IV catheter out I felt like it was her saying "please let me go." Rest in peace, sweet kitten.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
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11 Comments:
I've been a long time reader of your blog and appreciate your writing and compassion. I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your own pet.
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Xep, I am so sorry about Usagi. I wish I knew more to say . . .
Katie Atkinson
Thank you for being there for these animals. I am sorry for your loss today.
There are so many of us who follow you silently and admire your gentle compassion. Sorry to hear about the loss of your pet.
I can only echo what others have said: thank you for what you are doing, and I'm sorry for your loss.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Thank you for your kindness and compassion every day.
Thank you for caring! Having to put these animnals down must be a very difficult experince. It touches my heart, and I know it touches yours. Thankfully they don't live in pain. I have had to put 2 pets down, both very old and when they showed pain that we were unable to relieve, it was the best choice. I still feel the ache of the loss, but they don't anymore.
*hugs all around*
soft husky woooos,
I keep coming back and reading this post. On June 9 I had to let my 15 yr old calico go. She had been with me through so much. My kids growing up and moving away, people I love dying, my marriage almost falling apart.
I'd lie on the couch at night and she'd come from where ever she was, jump up and lay on my arm. I miss her.
She was 15 but I still called her "kitten". I come back to read your words and make them mine "Rest in peace, sweet kitten".
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