3:10 Today
I’ve decided there is no genuine hope – yesterday I noticed Sharky was spitting blood. It wasn’t a lot (just light splashes) and it wasn’t frequent, and he’s still standing (when he has to), and even ate a little overnight, but I don’t see how there can be anything for him in the future. He’s just curled up sleeping all the time – no more chuntering out the window at the birds.
Mum rang up and made an appointment for him to see the vet at 3.10 today.
I’ve started clearing up already – I don’t want those spoons, dishes, blankets, medicines and syringes sitting around when he’s gone.
Thank you for all the support and and kind words – I really appreciate it. You’ve done a lot to keep me grounded.
Living in Scotland, UK; I work from home as an editor and pet-minder. I was born profoundly deaf and am no stranger to agoraphobia. I began renting out my house and have moved upstairs at my mother’s place. I used to have an Oriental Ticked Tabby (
I’m sorry to hear about Sharky. He seems like he’s been quite a little companion to you and will be missed. I’m sending good thoughts and prayers your direction. Take care.
Oh my dear…I’m so very sorry.
You’ll be in my thoughts today.
You did all you could for as long as you could. That’s all anybody could ask.
I’ve made that trip to the vet myself before, and I know hard it is. You have my sympathy.
oh so sorry. big blog hugs to you
*hugs*
I’m so sorry Diddums, I know you and Sharky had a lot of really good times together and you’ll be missing him terribly. But there’s really no-one who could have tried harder for him.
Take good care of yourself,
B.
I hope it all went as smoothly as possible and that the next little while isn’t too hard on you. As everyone said, you did your best.
Oh, I’m so sorry. I have just stopped by after a few days and didn’t realize poor Sharky was ill. Poor baby. I hope you’re OK.
Thanks everybody for your kindness - I’m a little calmer now. It was indeed a hard thing - I was trying to say “it’s time to have him put to sleep now” and the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth. In the end I wrote them down.
The vet said he was very sorry, and he had hoped for us that he wouldn’t go so fast.
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