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We can haz Taz sadz:(
Apr. 14th, 2016 09:11 pmI left for a day away at an unusually early hour. Our oldest cat apparently registered protests thereafter. Messy ones.
Tazzer is due to turn 17 next month. After I left, he left major christenings in both this office and our dining room. When I learned of these events in the early afternoon, the vets were in their weekly staff meeting and weren't returning calls. I finally got an appointment for late this afternoon, in time for Eleanor to join us.
Their first reaction, after noting his bad bahaviour and his loss of another precious pound, was to test, test test. Within moments of authorising it, it was clear Eleanor was uncomfortable with both the cost (round $500 from low-end to high-end) and the likelihood of quality-of-life returns for Das Boy. More likely, we'd just find out what he's dying of- kidneys (most likely from Doc L's palpation), diabetes, thyroid, whatever.
So we stopped the train. Clearly he's unable to overcome something, and the solution to that is to book him for Rainbow Bridge on Saturday morning. The kids can join us, but likely won't. At least we gave them the option.
Taz will live like a king tomorrow and Saturday morning, and then it will be Time- as it was for three cats and a dog preceding him on this journey. He'll miss his 17th birthday by barely a month, way longer than the charts would predict
We've loved him. We will always love his memory. But it's time to let go.
Tazzer is due to turn 17 next month. After I left, he left major christenings in both this office and our dining room. When I learned of these events in the early afternoon, the vets were in their weekly staff meeting and weren't returning calls. I finally got an appointment for late this afternoon, in time for Eleanor to join us.
Their first reaction, after noting his bad bahaviour and his loss of another precious pound, was to test, test test. Within moments of authorising it, it was clear Eleanor was uncomfortable with both the cost (round $500 from low-end to high-end) and the likelihood of quality-of-life returns for Das Boy. More likely, we'd just find out what he's dying of- kidneys (most likely from Doc L's palpation), diabetes, thyroid, whatever.
So we stopped the train. Clearly he's unable to overcome something, and the solution to that is to book him for Rainbow Bridge on Saturday morning. The kids can join us, but likely won't. At least we gave them the option.
Taz will live like a king tomorrow and Saturday morning, and then it will be Time- as it was for three cats and a dog preceding him on this journey. He'll miss his 17th birthday by barely a month, way longer than the charts would predict
We've loved him. We will always love his memory. But it's time to let go.