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Through illness we are reminded we are on this earth such a short time. My beloved Harry is very sick. I took him to the vet today after he threw up three times this week. He has been throwing up liquids. My heart just breaks right now. He’s lost 2 pounds in less than 14 days. I remember when my cat Fergie died from crf I would hate when they weighed her. I know I’m doing everything I could possibly do for him but somehow it seems not enough. I cry myself to sleep at night. I know I need to be fair to him so I will let him go when it’s time. I just don’t want him to leave me. The vet gave him a long lasting steroid said if this doesn’t work most likely cancer. Harry looks out the window like my beloved Fergie did before she died. I try not to cry because I know Harry and Gracie sense it but I can’t help it. This part of life really sucks.