Because things aren't shitty enough, my beautiful companion Pierre is leaving for the rainbow bridge. The house call vet is coming this afternoon.
I took him to the vet on Friday to get something for a skin irritation that wouldn't go away. They did a blood work panel that showed sky high thyroid levels. I contacted the specialist vet to discuss treatment but before I could even get an appointment he took a steep downward turn.
Wednesday he stopped eating. Thursday I could only get him to have some tuna and tuna water. He is unsteady on his feet, drooling, and just looks really bad. This morning he had a little more tuna water but can barely stand. I can't let him linger in this condition.
He has helped me get through this stupid pandemic. Not sure who I'm going to talk to now... probably still Pierre. I'm really going to miss him. I think it was George Carlin who called pets 'furry little tragedies'. That's sure true.
Au revoir, my lovely Pierre.
3 comments:
Oh no, not Pierre! So sad to hear this news but you are wise and compassionate not to let him suffer. One final act of love and kindness and now he is a kitten again with Bast. My condolences on the passing of such a wonderful companion animal. Wishing you heart's ease in time.
Oh, E, I am so sorry. It is the most loving thing you can do but also, the hardest.
I feel honored to have gotten to meet Pierre and rub his big ol' belly. I have some pictures of him that still bring a smile to my face.
I hope you can feel my hand on your shoulder as you go through this time of grief and mourning. Sending you lots and lots of love.
I am so sorry. Of course you'll still talk to Pierre. His presence will fill
the space for quite some time (if not forever).
May peace be with you.
Hugs and Love to you.
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