We had been treating Taffy's eye ulcer and infection with better success for a period of three and a half weeks and during that time I was also giving her subq fluids. She became very depressed, stopped eating, and was very woozy on her feet. I thought maybe the eye infection had drained her but when the vet ran blood work it was off the charts. How it had gone from stable (and a little bit improved on March 28 to off the charts almost a month later I do not know. When she stopped eating she spent the night at the hospital and was given fluids for 24 hours. I began syringe feeding her and while she would let me do it, she also was not happy. She was just so tired, so weak. I knew there was nothing more I could do for her and while I could keep her going for me I knew it wasn't fair to her. I kept Boy Kitty alive much longer than I should have because I could not let him go and I vowed never to do it again. On April 28, 2015, my mother, aunt and myself spent some time with her before she was given those two peaceful shots. I held her. I cried. I couldn't let her physically go. It's been so very hard. I have not adjusted to life without her. I still look for her. I still cry. Her bed is still in my car.
Tonight is a Monday Evening Candle Lighting Ceremony at petloss.com and I will be participating, My friend gave me a memorial candle on Thursday that had the information with it. I paid for a permanent tribute for Taffy.
I just miss her so much.
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