The long fight
(New Berlin, WI, USA)
My handsome orange tabby passed away this morning after being with me for 14 years. The poor little guy has been through so much, starting with being diabetic and needing insulin for about a year, then having about four different episodes of pancreatitis. About 2 years ago he began to gradually lose weight, going from about 17 pounds to a final weight of 6 pounds. It took almost a year to finally figure out that he had IBD. Because of his history of diabetes and pancreatitis, we had to be cautious with treatment, and began with switching his food to a hypoallergenic rabbit based food, he seemed to really like it and began to even put on some weight, but I think it was to little to late, he was throwing up almost everyday for the past couple weeks until I don't think his little body could take anymore and he went into congestive heart failure. And now here I sit, wondering if I should have done more and if he would still be here. He has been by my side through so much in my life, I only hope he felt the same and new that this final decision did not come easy. I would do anything in the world to have him back, he was such a compassionate friend and only wanted to please. I can hardly bear being in my house without him here, I feel so empty inside like a huge part of me has just been ripped out. Will it ever get better? The worst part is sleeping and not having him curled up right next to me...I keep hoping to see him in his usual spots around the house like this is just a really bad dream. He gave so much to me, I want him to know I love him more than words can say and my heart is broken. I miss him pawing at me in the middle of the night to wake up, I miss seeing his little hop up the stairs behind me. I love you my sweet Oscar, you will be forever missed and forever in my heart.