March 12th 2010 3:47 pm
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Yesterday we took little Diamond to the vet for the last time. She still managed to get a few growls and swipes in, so as usual she had to be sedated. Feisty until the end...
We had to once again make that awful decision to let a furbaby go. She was diagnosed with lymphoma and she was probably in a very advanced stage.
Sometimes you do something for so long that it becomes an unconscious routine. I opened my eyes today and said good morning .... no little pink nose in my face, no meow meow meow. I slowly sat up and thought how do I begin my days without her purring and meowing and nagging at me?
We're still lucky that we have Ashley left. She's not herself right now either. They weren't a snuggly pair with each other but over the years they definitely learned to work as a team to mooch treats or pin us down on a couch if they weren't feeling loved quite enough. I hope Ash adjusts to being an only child.
Diamond, my little old lady, I miss you.
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