Monday was it. Nimitz went to the emergency vet on the 6th. He was
terminal with cancer, likely. We planned to keep him comfortable as much
as we could before we took him in to his regular vet to go to Rainbow
Bridge in a week or less.
After his passing, we'll adopt a successor. We find it easier to grieve
into soft kitten fur.
Hubby and Nimmy left for his last trip Monday, the trip to RB. I could
see him having more trouble breathing, so we were able to get a same-day
appointment. Hubby cried in my arms that AM.
Oh, God. This hurts. {sobbing my way to a migraine}
--
Freyja the NurseWench
http://freyjaw.dreamwidth.org
Twitter: @FreyjaRN @DuchessHonor
"Another cat? Perhaps. For love there is also a season; its seeds must
be resown. But a family cat is not replaceable like a worn out coat or
a set of tires. Each new kitten becomes its own cat, and none is
repeated. I am four cats old, measuring out my life in friends that have
succeeded but not replaced one another."
-Irving Townsend