Saturday, May 14, 2011

On with life...

It is hard to keep shelling out all our money, on a now passed, but well loved pet. Even the Animal Hospital staff was so very saddened by the loss of such a brave little trooper. He kept on purring up until the very end.
Having the information that his liver was failing helped my decision making a little less painful. Once a feline's liver fails, there is really nothing to be done to save it. I never wanted him to suffer.

Our vet bill payment for this month is due very soon. We have to come up with $1,000 dollars to avoid and surcharges. On Monday, I will need to pick up his ashes and pay $350 up front, in order to bring him home.  Every donation is helping. We still need help.

Friday, May 13, 2011

To paint my Happy Day

...It is interesting how inspiration can settle upon my thoughts-in my minds eye.

75 degrees
gentle, warm breeze
laying atop freshly mown grass-its sweet smell.

I gaze up into the sky...perfectly blue, with perfectly drifting clouds
birds singing, new leaves-softly rustling
Cherry blossom petals fluttering down, to the ground.

Funny, how sadness can give way to bliss, melting away from my soul---if only for a moment.
I close my eyes, feel my body's weight nestled onto the earths surface-as one.
Warm green, embrace...

If this is what heaven is like, I will look forward to it. But for now, I will have to settle for artistic capture-to protect my memory.

Monday, May 9, 2011

He Is Gone...

Play high up in the sky, and sleep upon the little love. You will always be in my heart.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Some updates

It is hard. I have been so swamped that I hardly can keep track of everything. I hope to update as soon as I get up the guts to call my vets.

He seems to eat well enough, but still will not put on any weight. I know that with every vet visit, he get traumatized more, and more. I wonder if he may have had some minor stroke during one of his procedures. That could explain his balance issues.
I know I may be "grasping at straws" here, but what if his eating habits, or lack-there-of any substantial intake, is trauma related? I 'dunno anymore. I want to save up some more cash before I make any appointments.  The first big bill has come in already, and I am scrambling to pay off as much as I can to avoid surcharges, but it is impossible to avoid.

As long as he seems comfortable, I want to wait. But... if something alarming happens before his next appointment, you bet i'll rush him back to Tufts.

Right now, I am having a hard time finding enough hours in the day to everything I need to do. I feel like my "marbles" are spilling onto the floor! 

Sunday, May 1, 2011


‎'Gonna call the vet tomorrow. This may not turn out well... :(