|Purred: Sat Apr 14, '12 5:58am PST |
|I had to put put Bump down yesterday, at 11AM. Yesterday morning, he couldn't use his back legs, I took him to the ER, he had thrown a clot. I asked the ER vet to talk to my vet, then I talked to her, I beyond, trust her.
He was in severe pain, and there was nothing they could do for him.
Just as my gut told me to stand and fight, when he was 10 months old, my gut told me yesterday, it was time.
I kissed him, told him I loved him, and how sorry I was, I couldn't help him any more. I held him when they gave him the shot, petted him and kissed him.
He will be cremated and put in an urn, so he is always with me.
He is here now, the kittens sit in front of his carrier, and just stare inside of it.
He was only 5 yrs old. As my mother told me, he wasn't even supposed to live past 1 yr old. He had a good life, and he knew he was loved. I had tremendous support from all my friends, they called and some came over to sit with me. I was beyond hysterical yesterday.
I love all my babies, but Bump was my boy.
Bump, I loved you so very much, and I miss you, I will see you someday, at the Rainbow Bridge.