Bad News
20 degrees, partly cloudy
16 inches of snow on the ground
Well, the news from the vet is not good concerning Dinky…
They were unable to get her kidney values down even with IV fluids, so it would seem that she has lost all her kidney function and her time is very limited now.
I had such hope that she would be able to hold this inevitability at bay for a while longer. But would there ever be a good time to say goodbye to a cat like Dinky?
Tomorrow we will bring her home for this little space of time we have left.
I’m just sorry that there is nothing we can do to hang on to her. This disease will take everything from her before the end--everything but that little heart so full of love and the mind as quick as mercury.
I will fight to keep her comfortable as long as possible. I hope I don’t give up too soon. I hope I don’t hang on too long.
I know that is the last gift I can give her but I don’t want to do it. I want her to die in her sleep curled up in my arms, where she has slept for so many nights. I want her to carry happy dreams and a sense of love and security into eternity…
Damn it all.
So, tonight, for comfort, I am holding close the realities of the lives I have saved, even if only for a while. I guess all we can manage is a little while, and then we have to let go. I am so very glad I brought Dinky and Sparky home twelve years ago. And of course, Punkin, who is my comfort and constant companion.
Dinky has been such a special cat to me. These coming weeks are hard to face.
16 inches of snow on the ground
Well, the news from the vet is not good concerning Dinky…
They were unable to get her kidney values down even with IV fluids, so it would seem that she has lost all her kidney function and her time is very limited now.
I had such hope that she would be able to hold this inevitability at bay for a while longer. But would there ever be a good time to say goodbye to a cat like Dinky?
Tomorrow we will bring her home for this little space of time we have left.
I’m just sorry that there is nothing we can do to hang on to her. This disease will take everything from her before the end--everything but that little heart so full of love and the mind as quick as mercury.
I will fight to keep her comfortable as long as possible. I hope I don’t give up too soon. I hope I don’t hang on too long.
I know that is the last gift I can give her but I don’t want to do it. I want her to die in her sleep curled up in my arms, where she has slept for so many nights. I want her to carry happy dreams and a sense of love and security into eternity…
Damn it all.
So, tonight, for comfort, I am holding close the realities of the lives I have saved, even if only for a while. I guess all we can manage is a little while, and then we have to let go. I am so very glad I brought Dinky and Sparky home twelve years ago. And of course, Punkin, who is my comfort and constant companion.
Dinky has been such a special cat to me. These coming weeks are hard to face.
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