We had to put down my best friend yesterday and I am so sad. Her name was Miss Kitty and she was a fighter from birth. She was put in a microwave for 22 secs when she was 2 months old and lost her tail, had burnt paws and a burn around her middle. When we got her she was close to death, but between the vets and my husband she survived. She lived for 11 years.
2 months ago she was drooling and we thought she had a bad tooth. We took her in and she had a growth under her tongue. They took a sample the next day. Yep, it was oral cancer. We were devastated. For the last 2 months we wiped her mouth and gave her baths because she couldnt clean herself. She ate baby food because she couldnt chew. We took her outside (her favorite thing) everyday and let her chase butterflies and leaves. Yesterday I took her out for the second time and noticed a little blood in her drool. Suddenly she was bleeding profusley. She finally just sat down and wouldnt move. We called the vet and never heard back from them only to learn later thier service was down. I knew it was time. It was so horrible. I finally got ahold of a another vet and he met us at his office, this all took about 30 minutes. He looked at her mouth and saw it was ripped from the tumor poking through. The whole left side of her tongue was detached. So we put her down.
I miss her terribly, but I am haunted by how much pain she must have been in when it split open. When a bird lighted on the window today I called out her name to come see the birdy. It broke my heart that she would never see a bird in the window again. I would never see that joy of her discovering that bird.
I just needed to vent a bit and have someone tell me it will get better. RIght now I cant see it. My fuzz ball is gone and part of my heart went with her.
Thanks for indulging me
Kat
2 months ago she was drooling and we thought she had a bad tooth. We took her in and she had a growth under her tongue. They took a sample the next day. Yep, it was oral cancer. We were devastated. For the last 2 months we wiped her mouth and gave her baths because she couldnt clean herself. She ate baby food because she couldnt chew. We took her outside (her favorite thing) everyday and let her chase butterflies and leaves. Yesterday I took her out for the second time and noticed a little blood in her drool. Suddenly she was bleeding profusley. She finally just sat down and wouldnt move. We called the vet and never heard back from them only to learn later thier service was down. I knew it was time. It was so horrible. I finally got ahold of a another vet and he met us at his office, this all took about 30 minutes. He looked at her mouth and saw it was ripped from the tumor poking through. The whole left side of her tongue was detached. So we put her down.
I miss her terribly, but I am haunted by how much pain she must have been in when it split open. When a bird lighted on the window today I called out her name to come see the birdy. It broke my heart that she would never see a bird in the window again. I would never see that joy of her discovering that bird.
I just needed to vent a bit and have someone tell me it will get better. RIght now I cant see it. My fuzz ball is gone and part of my heart went with her.
Thanks for indulging me
Kat