Casey went to the Rainbow Bridge this morning.
I spoke with the vet this morning and she said she looked at Casey's slides and saw alot of abnormal cells which led her to believe it was a tumor, as minute as it might be. She said that we could try powerful steroids to take some of the inflammation down to help him breath and that's when I decided that Casey had suffered enough.
I was up with him all night, sleeping next to him on the floor while he was gasping for air. I did all I could for my precious boy. I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest.
Casey was with me for almost 8 years, from the time he was 4 weeks old. When I first saw him, he was a little pipsqueak the size of my hand. He crawled on my shoulder licked my ear and meowed. That's when I knew we were a couple.
He was my best friend who was at my side when I had my hysterectomy, when my Dad passed away, through my daughter's cancer. I will miss him sleeping at my head on my pillow every night, the "moochies" he used to give me along with his head butts. I was very fortunate and blessed that he came into my life.
Rest in peace Bubbs. You can now breath and frolick with Marina Mar and wait for my arrival at the Rainbow Bridge. You are in my heart and always will be.
Casey
Easter Sunday, 1995 - December 14, 2002
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