Post by aloobah on Sept 14, 2019 1:49:49 GMT -5
This is the hardest thing for me to post. I have lost animals before, but this is the hardest loss I've had to go through. A month ago I found my darling Bear unable to move. We rushed him to the vets who suspected a back injury. I should be grateful as I thought we'd be bringing home his body that day, but we got an extra month with him. He seemed to be getting better, he got his movement back and he seemed to be improving...Until he wasn't. On Wednesday he seemed to go down hill. He wasn't moving as much again and seemed tired. I had him with me all day and held him and he got better again. Started moving acting like everything was fine. Then the next day he was worse again. My partner and I decided that we would take him back to the vets that day and this time we knew he wouldn't be coming home with us. It was obvious to me at that point that it wasn't simply and back injury.
I had work that day and knowing what the outcome of the vet visit would be, I wanted to be there. I only had a 3 hour shift and we agreed that we'd take him to the vets as soon as I got home. Before I left I kissed Bear and told him how much I loved him. My partner kept him with him all morning. On my way home I had this weird feeling that something wasn't right. I can't explain it. When I walked through the door I wasn't shocked to see my partner with tears in his eyes. Bear has passed away in his arms an hour after I'd left.
Bear and I shared an incredible bond. I adopted him as a very young baby, he was only a month or so old. I hand-reared him and had him with me 24/7. I spent all of my free time with him and, oh, did I love him so. He was only 4 years old, he should have had more time. I'm currently making the ferrets their own playroom and he'll never get to see it. He should have been here for my wedding next May. It still doesn't feel real that he's gone, I keep expecting to see him when I go to tend to them in the mornings. He was the most loving and cuddly boy in the world and he loved everyone.
DIP my beloved Bear. You will be missed more than you could ever know.
I had work that day and knowing what the outcome of the vet visit would be, I wanted to be there. I only had a 3 hour shift and we agreed that we'd take him to the vets as soon as I got home. Before I left I kissed Bear and told him how much I loved him. My partner kept him with him all morning. On my way home I had this weird feeling that something wasn't right. I can't explain it. When I walked through the door I wasn't shocked to see my partner with tears in his eyes. Bear has passed away in his arms an hour after I'd left.
Bear and I shared an incredible bond. I adopted him as a very young baby, he was only a month or so old. I hand-reared him and had him with me 24/7. I spent all of my free time with him and, oh, did I love him so. He was only 4 years old, he should have had more time. I'm currently making the ferrets their own playroom and he'll never get to see it. He should have been here for my wedding next May. It still doesn't feel real that he's gone, I keep expecting to see him when I go to tend to them in the mornings. He was the most loving and cuddly boy in the world and he loved everyone.
DIP my beloved Bear. You will be missed more than you could ever know.
