Poodles June13th 1995 to March 14th 2007

[pengy]

A friend on another BBS told me about this site and that you would understand what I am going through. My cat Poodles wasn't eating, drinking, or acting normal.
This Wednesday I saw her laying on the dining room carpet and somehow knew her time on earth was getting very short. I took her to the emergency vet services. I knew in my heart that I would be taking only her empty shell back with me.

The vet did a physical check and found several problems but needed to do x-rays and blood work to narrow it down. When he put the x-ray up I knew it was the end. A huge liver tumor that had spread to her lymph noids and her right lung was so full of either tumor or fluid that it just looked like white fuzz instead of black the way the other one did.

I held her while they injected her. The vet listened to her heart and said the two words I will never forget, "she's gone". He pet her head a little and then gave me some time alone with her.

I buried her the next day I dug the hole myself. I felt that I had to do it and no one else. She is under a lilac tree and come spring the area will be covered with strawberry plants.

I still have her litter mate and sister who I am spoiling right now. She hasn't acted like she knows her sister is gone yet.