January 8th 2007 9:37 pm
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Tux has been in a constant battle since the day I got him. He had ringworm, fleas, worms, went into a coma twice, and went into spurts of throwing u pand having diarrhea. We fed this little guy every 2 hours for a coupld days because he wouldn't eat because of having a tummy ache. After all of the fighting he has done he has finally moved on. He had a congenital malformation/obstruciton which made it where he couldn't eat. He was wasting away in front of my eyes and with the holidays coming up neither the shelter nor the vet would be open and I didn't think that he would make it. I found it cruel to watch him starve to death because that's what would have happened. He can now run around and play and eat like a pig without having to worry about throwing it up, he is now big enough to play with Molly up at the bridge so he is not alone. I will no longer get greeted by that sweet face when I come in the room, and I will never be nudged or get the surprise of him sneaking out of the cage and sleeping on the bed. So now I must turn my attention to his brother in the hopes that he doesn't have the same fate as his brother.
Purrs for the very last time,
Tux
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