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captainsblogBiggsy didn't make it.
He was too anemic to make it through the surgery.
It was probably cancer all along.
We had two good years with him.
I'm getting drunk now.
Supplemental.
For the record, I waited until after picking Emily up from school (she'd called about an afternoon engagement and I had to tell her over the phone) before getting seriously into "the grape." But I've more than caught up, thanks.
Our vet just called. She was checking his tissue even after they put him down, and there was carcinoma (carcinomi?) all over the place, so we did the right thing.
He also left this world happy. We had to restrict his food after 8 last night, so right before they brought the final needle, we asked them to bring him some food. Not knowing his preferences, they brought three little bowls of various canned and moist-dry foods. He devoured them like a miniature Hoover and Eleanor swears she felt him purring at the very end. That's how I want to remember my little bud.
Thank you, and you, and you times 15 or whatever the count is, for all your thoughts, hugs and prayers. They mean a lot to this family, two-legged as well as four{{{{{{{}}}}}}}}}}
He was too anemic to make it through the surgery.
It was probably cancer all along.
We had two good years with him.
I'm getting drunk now.
Supplemental.
For the record, I waited until after picking Emily up from school (she'd called about an afternoon engagement and I had to tell her over the phone) before getting seriously into "the grape." But I've more than caught up, thanks.
Our vet just called. She was checking his tissue even after they put him down, and there was carcinoma (carcinomi?) all over the place, so we did the right thing.
He also left this world happy. We had to restrict his food after 8 last night, so right before they brought the final needle, we asked them to bring him some food. Not knowing his preferences, they brought three little bowls of various canned and moist-dry foods. He devoured them like a miniature Hoover and Eleanor swears she felt him purring at the very end. That's how I want to remember my little bud.
Thank you, and you, and you times 15 or whatever the count is, for all your thoughts, hugs and prayers. They mean a lot to this family, two-legged as well as four{{{{{{{}}}}}}}}}}
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Date: 2007-03-09 03:45 pm (UTC)Thinking of you.
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Date: 2007-03-09 04:40 pm (UTC)So sad. I am very very sorry.
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Date: 2007-03-09 05:58 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2007-03-09 07:14 pm (UTC)i'm sending good thoughts your way. :(
*hugs*
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Date: 2007-03-10 05:23 am (UTC)*hugs*
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