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Written by Thomas
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Yesterday my beautiful orange Tabby, Thomas died quietly at my house. He was recently diagnosed with apathetic hyperthyroidism and had been at the vet for about 2 weeks. I visited almost everyday for about an hour . . . I didn't want him to be frightened. Then the vet said he could go home. He was on 5 different medications that I had to give to him 2 times a day. I was willing to do anything I could to keep my sweet baby alive. He never seemed to get any better, but everynight when I got home from work, I would pick him up and hold him and talk to him. He seemed to like that. His tail would wag every once in a while. But he was so weak. I called the vet and told him that he was so listless and asked when he would get better. He said in a week or so. But I could see it in his eyes, he was not getting any better. He didn't seem to be in any pain and I prayed he would get better. But yesterday I came home for work and he was fine. I gave him his meds and food and left to run some errands. When I got back home, I called for him and I saw him by the couch, not moving. My heart broke and I couldn't stop crying. I took my baby in my arms and loved on him and told him how much he meant to me and that he made my life special. I did not want to take him to the vet where he would be buried in a mass grave, so I buried him in my backyard and am going to plant a tree near his grave. I put him a box and put some of his favorite toys in with him and had a quiet ceremony . . . I cried when I prayed for God to look after him. He was my sweetie. Thomas, I love you so much and I hope you went peacefully. At least you went at home, with your friends and not in a cold, sterile vets office. Thomas, thank you for making my life so happy and being such a sweet, lovable cat. You made my life richer and I will miss you so much. I love you Thomas and will always think of you as being so special.
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