10-24-2012, 06:47 PM
Hello all,
My sweet little lady, Blackie, died today. She was ten years old and in good health, I had thought, but yesterday I noticed that she was sick and I took her to the doctor. I knew that something was wrong because she has slept on my pillow every night since before I can remember, but she stopped 3 days ago and went into "hiding". The first day I couldn't find her, m husband and I looked and looked for her, until finally we found her under some boxes of winter cloths that were in the spare bedroom. She looked and acted fine after we found her and my husband suggested that perhaps she just needed space. However, over the next 2 days my suspicions increased. She would not come to me when offered treats and would not eat. My husband and I argued because she LOOKED like she was healthy, but finally yesterday I demanded we take her to our vet because she seemed to be wobbling when she tried to stand and walk; at this point my husband became concerned too. We really do have a fantastic vetinary office less than a mile from our home that has really caring and professional care-givers (Seas Island Vetinary, if anyone is near here and needs a good vet).
We took Blackie in and the vet ran a barrage of tests on her. He said that she was suffering from anemia, with a red bloom count of 20 when it should be between 27 and 40. He kept her for the afternoon so he could give her fluids via IV and feed her iron rich food by syringe. When we picked her up at 5:30 (8 hours after we brought her in) she seemed MUCH better. The Vet sent us home with high iron pet food that we were to give her every 6 hours.
This morning, after his shower, my husband went to check on her and came running back to get me. She was like a rag doll. She must have been waiting for me, because when I picked her up she licked my hand and purred.....and then she stopped breathing.
...out of words now. I just had to tell someone that my little loved died today. She was such a good girl and I love her and she loved me and my heart is breaking. I held her for the next 4 hours until my husband took her from me. I knw he was right do take her to the crematorium, I know I had to let her little body go, but even though I know these things my heart doesn't and I am screaming inside with the pain.
I know that a lot of people won't/wouldn't care about my little love leaving this world. I didn't post this for anyone else though. I live in a quite house, in a quiet neighborhood. In my mind there is something else. Screaming. Crying. Misery. My little love is dead and I am so vbroken.
Beau
My sweet little lady, Blackie, died today. She was ten years old and in good health, I had thought, but yesterday I noticed that she was sick and I took her to the doctor. I knew that something was wrong because she has slept on my pillow every night since before I can remember, but she stopped 3 days ago and went into "hiding". The first day I couldn't find her, m husband and I looked and looked for her, until finally we found her under some boxes of winter cloths that were in the spare bedroom. She looked and acted fine after we found her and my husband suggested that perhaps she just needed space. However, over the next 2 days my suspicions increased. She would not come to me when offered treats and would not eat. My husband and I argued because she LOOKED like she was healthy, but finally yesterday I demanded we take her to our vet because she seemed to be wobbling when she tried to stand and walk; at this point my husband became concerned too. We really do have a fantastic vetinary office less than a mile from our home that has really caring and professional care-givers (Seas Island Vetinary, if anyone is near here and needs a good vet).
We took Blackie in and the vet ran a barrage of tests on her. He said that she was suffering from anemia, with a red bloom count of 20 when it should be between 27 and 40. He kept her for the afternoon so he could give her fluids via IV and feed her iron rich food by syringe. When we picked her up at 5:30 (8 hours after we brought her in) she seemed MUCH better. The Vet sent us home with high iron pet food that we were to give her every 6 hours.
This morning, after his shower, my husband went to check on her and came running back to get me. She was like a rag doll. She must have been waiting for me, because when I picked her up she licked my hand and purred.....and then she stopped breathing.
...out of words now. I just had to tell someone that my little loved died today. She was such a good girl and I love her and she loved me and my heart is breaking. I held her for the next 4 hours until my husband took her from me. I knw he was right do take her to the crematorium, I know I had to let her little body go, but even though I know these things my heart doesn't and I am screaming inside with the pain.
I know that a lot of people won't/wouldn't care about my little love leaving this world. I didn't post this for anyone else though. I live in a quite house, in a quiet neighborhood. In my mind there is something else. Screaming. Crying. Misery. My little love is dead and I am so vbroken.
Beau
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