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Tony's Time to Talk!!

My Daddy is in Heaven Now

Hi ev-fur-body, I am sorry it has been so long since I have written. Yesterday, my daddy went to heaven. It all started Sunday when he fell out of the chair in the kitchen. I was curled up with mommy and he came in here, laid down beside mommy and told her what had happened. As he was telling her, I saw him start rocking back and forth and snoring. Mommy was screaming at him and he didn't answer her. I got so furry furry scared and Ashley ran in here to see what was happening. About then, daddy slipped off the bed and mommy was dialing 9-1-1. She keeps screaming and then the scary sirens and men came in and worked on my daddy and then took him away. He didn't come back home.

Yesterday, my mommy found out daddy had really left us on Sunday and was something called brain dead. With the results being conclusive, mommy said she had to let daddy go to Heaven to be with his pawrents and family. She has had somebody stay here every night since Sunday. My Auntie Carol came the first two nights. She was sitting in daddy's chair and I got so excited when I heard it, then I realize it wasn't daddy and I looked at her to tell her that she needed to get up in case daddy came home.

Tuesday night, Aunt Suzi and Uncle Cory came, and then last night when they got home, they were all furry sad. Meowmy explained it to us but Ashley and I didn't really understand.

Today, Daddy's sister came and I went to her, headbutted her leg, and then flopped down. Meowmy hasn't seen me do this since daddy left here with the noisy van. Somehow, she made me feel better. Ashley and I were both happier with her here, and our cousin Shelby too. She is so furry sad cause daddy is her uncle and was like a second daddy to her.

I realize that Daddy has now gone to Heaven. I know that is a good thing but Ashley & I really miss him. We are going to take good care of our Meowmy and she will take good care of us. Our Auntie Sherry and Uncle Bill are coming to see Meowmy on Saturday when everyone says goodbye to him. Meowmy is putting pictures of us in the casket so he won't miss us, and we are included in the obituary. We are his children after all!!

Thanks for reading and listening to my thoughts. It has been a scary few days and Ashley and I really don't know how to act. Meowmy says with our Aunt and cousin here, we are feeling more settled down.

Remember, love is forever. God is good.

Your pal,
Tony

GOOD MEWS!!

Furriends, I am happy to report that my creatinine and BUN numbers improved. My BUN dropped from 41 mg in March to 40 mg today. My creat number dropped from 3.2 mg in March to 2.7 mg today! While they were still high, those were the ONLY high values on my bloodwork - everything else was normal. There was only minimal protein in my urine too. And to top it off, I gained half a pound. I had lost some weight over the past year, but Dr. P and my pawrents were very happy that I gained a half pound!

The Prescription K/D diet is working for me!! Dr. P was very happy that the numbers had improved and that we are preserving the kidney function I do have. YAY!! Thank Cat! I don't have to go back until my annual vet visit in October. That visit won't be much fun because of the vaccinations in addition to stealing my blood and urine, but it's 4 months away.

I didn't want to get into my carrier, of course. It was a rough ride for everyone. I quit yowling when we got there, but I still was talking to everyperson in the waiting room and their pets. There was even a dog that was more upset that me and we were unhappy in unison. MOL! There was another smaller dog there, but he was really quiet.

When we got into the exam room, I decided I liked it better in my carrier. The nice vet technician helped me out - she was gentle and sweet. I was a good boy when they stole the blood and urine but I did wander the room and hide before Dr. P came back in to tell us the good news. I started out hiding in the sink and then crawled in the corner with my back to ev-fur-one. I figured if I don't see them, they don't see me. MOL!! Dr. P chuckled at this site. She is so nice and petted me. She wished my sisfur CRANKY--MOL!!! well. She knows my sisfur very well.... My sisfur has a reptuation, I tell you...

It was hard getting back in the carrier, but I was happier on the trip home cause I knew I could get out of the carrier and enjoy the rest of my day.

Thanks for reading, furriends, and most of all, thanks for all your words of support, encouragement, and for your furriendship. I have special angels Rocky Ann, Miss Mittens, and my sisfur Callie watching over me. Your purring for me means everything!!

Love, Tony xoxo

Checkup Time...

Hi Ev-fur-body,

I'm sorry I haven't been able to get mom to write for me. There's so much going on right now.

My grandpawrents, especially my Granpaw, has not been feeling furry well. My pawrents have had to go see about them a lot and buy groceries and stuff for them. It's hard for mom to see Granpaw hurting so much and just laying in bed. He's never been like that. Grandmaw has blockages in her arteries and mom is afraid the stress of Grandpaw being sick could make her have more heart problems. Why do grandpawrents have to get older and have these problems? I've been sticking close to mom; it seems to help her feel better. I'm just glad she gets to work from home 2 days a week. I can keep a better check on her!!

Last week, some young driver in a small SUV slammed into the back of my pawrent's car when they were almost home. They were stopped at a stop light less than 2 miles from home. My mom has been hurting ever since and my dad hasn't felt furry well either. Now they are short one car while it gets repaired. Mom said something to Grandmaw about $5,100 of damage. I guess that must be a lot. I'm just glad my pawrents are ok other than hurting. My mom may have to have more physical therapy.

It's already been 3 months since my CRD diagnosis. I think that means Dr. P has to steal more blood and urine from me. They have an appointment early tomorrow morning. What I hate more than anything is my carrier and riding in a car. That's worse than getting stuck and catheterized!! I promise! They tell me I'm a good patient but mom says they just haven't seen me in action in the car. MOL.

Please wish me luck, furriends! I'll let you know how it goes.

Love,
Tony