I woke up this morning and checked on Winkie. He likes to sleep on his back sometimes. I looked closer and noticed his breathing was even more labored than before. I tapped on the glass and he didn't respond. He didn't even roll over to see what the noise was. I called the vet and he told me to bring him in immediately. Dr. Haines, a vet that my family has used for years when we had our Airedales recognized me right away. It had been 40 years since I last saw him. He check Winkie over and said that he was in respiratory distress.He told me it wasn't going to get any better.
So, I had to make the ultimate decision. He gave him a sedative before humanely euthanizing him. I'm beside myself.After it was all over, Dr. Haines gave me a huge hug and told me that I was doing the right thing. I know, but deep down in my heart, I feel awful. I never thought I could love a rodent as much as I did you.
I don't have it in me to even look at his tank, let alone break it down.
Winkie, you were a wonderful little guy who had so much life in him and didn't mind my kitties. I am glad I rescued you from an awful fate. You gave me two wonderful years of pleasure. Play hard at the Rainbow Bridge and give Casey and Marina Mar hugs and kisses for me.
Love,
Your broken hearted Mama
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