Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Good night, sweet prince.
Today was the day.
As I mentioned last week, Kaesea has been getting weaker and weaker. A couple of days ago, he went to hop up on the bathroom counter and he missed. He landed in the trashcan and limped for a bit. So we knew it was time -- we didn't want him hurting himself when we weren't here.
He hasn't been eating very well for the past few days but he was hanging around the kitchen this morning, so we gave him some milk.
He enjoyed it:
Very much.
We found a very kind veterinarian who came to the house this morning. Kaesea, in his usual way, fought the tranquilizer meant to calm him down for the lethal injection. We tried to convince him he could just relax, but he kept trying to get up. Oh, my sweet little fighter. After a second injection, he finally relaxed, although, of course that tail kept going. Just to prove a point.
On his way out, he pooped on me, which seems fitting after all the poop that we've been through for the past few years. Once he was gone, it just seemed like he was resting. Like he would still hop up and give us what for. But he didn't. He was gone.
At this point, I am kind of numb... my heart is broken into a million pieces and I'm struggling to deal with that. I make inappropriate jokes and then burst into tears. It's all awkward.
Thank you for coming on this journey with us. Kaesea was a wonderful, beautiful, strong, crazy, feisty, fluffy, noisy, loving, hilarious little darling. My life is better for having known him and will never be the same again.
Best wishes to you and yours.
xoxo
-kelly
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
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Tuesday, October 2, 2012
10.02.12 : you look mah-velous
Monday, October 1, 2012
10.01.12 : shrimp
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