Post by unclejoe on Aug 5, 2013 14:06:02 GMT -5
I took Kahlua, our Grand Old Lady (she's well past 8 yo), to be helped across the Rainbow Bridge this morning. She's been battling adrenal and insulinoma for some time, as well as being deaf her whole life and recently losing her sight. The last month she's been steadily declining. We were expecting she'd go in her sleep, but instead we'd find that she dragged herself to the litter box and didn't have the energy left to walk back to her hammock. It's amazing how much fight this tiny little lady had put up, but she barely had the strength left to eat.
She was barely 2 pounds in her prime, but she was a shoe thief (especially flip flops) and she didn't just stash them under a bed, but behind dressers and china cabinets, in drawers, etc, so you really had to search for them. Even after going blind she managed to continue putting shoes away for us.
She was one who knew exactly how hard she could nip and get away with it. When she wanted attention or treats, she'd nip your toes.
Kahlua decided to leave us in the exam room before the vet saw her. She "pulled a Frank" on me, making it to the vet but going before it cost us any money. (Frank checked out on the table while the vet was trying to give him a PTS injection) She was one of Dar's originals, whom she got in 2007, age unknown at that time.
She's buried under a jasmine plant by the screened porch where she spent so much time and overlooking the pond.
Good-bye Angel. Mommy and Daddy could not have asked for a sweeter girl.
She was barely 2 pounds in her prime, but she was a shoe thief (especially flip flops) and she didn't just stash them under a bed, but behind dressers and china cabinets, in drawers, etc, so you really had to search for them. Even after going blind she managed to continue putting shoes away for us.
She was one who knew exactly how hard she could nip and get away with it. When she wanted attention or treats, she'd nip your toes.
Kahlua decided to leave us in the exam room before the vet saw her. She "pulled a Frank" on me, making it to the vet but going before it cost us any money. (Frank checked out on the table while the vet was trying to give him a PTS injection) She was one of Dar's originals, whom she got in 2007, age unknown at that time.
She's buried under a jasmine plant by the screened porch where she spent so much time and overlooking the pond.
Good-bye Angel. Mommy and Daddy could not have asked for a sweeter girl.
She was beautiful. 
