Three years ago, after losing our gorgeous boy Thor to liver failure, we adopted a stunning and BIG little guy named Storm. Solid black, fluffy and full of energy, there is nothing in this world he loved more than his "fishy pole". He'd drag it through the house and drop it at your feet and then nudge you to play with him!
This past Sunday, my husband and I noticed he wasn't acting himself. He didn't want to be touched, and was walking around very slowly and carefully. Wasn't eating or drinking. Since the vet was closed, we decided to take him in first thing Monday morning. He wasn't any better yesterday, so the vet looked him over and said that his bladder was hard and full, and they'd put a catheter in him, drain all that out and check it and then flush him out, make sure he could pee, and then we could pick him up this morning. No big deal, sounded very routine.
But then an hour later, I got a call from the doctor directly saying he had passed. He was only 3! He was so big and healthy and never had an ounce of trouble with anything save for the occasional hairball.
My husband and I are positively crushed. Storm's "brothers" keep calling for him and looking for him. I miss him terribly . He was a bit camera shy, as you can see from the photo. He'd fall asleep like that with his head in the window tract.
This past Sunday, my husband and I noticed he wasn't acting himself. He didn't want to be touched, and was walking around very slowly and carefully. Wasn't eating or drinking. Since the vet was closed, we decided to take him in first thing Monday morning. He wasn't any better yesterday, so the vet looked him over and said that his bladder was hard and full, and they'd put a catheter in him, drain all that out and check it and then flush him out, make sure he could pee, and then we could pick him up this morning. No big deal, sounded very routine.
But then an hour later, I got a call from the doctor directly saying he had passed. He was only 3! He was so big and healthy and never had an ounce of trouble with anything save for the occasional hairball.
My husband and I are positively crushed. Storm's "brothers" keep calling for him and looking for him. I miss him terribly . He was a bit camera shy, as you can see from the photo. He'd fall asleep like that with his head in the window tract.
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