Thank you for your support and encouragement, dear friends.
I just sent Christine an e-mail in response to her hysterical one for today, about all the stuff with the vet. I calmly asked, Why didn't you tell me all this about the vets when I asked you (more than once) about whether he'd seen a vet about the seizures, if medications or anything had been tried, and if so what had happened.
I suppose she'll respond with another tirade, but at least I feel a little better now.. that I did what I did based on what I knew at the time and that it was because of her that that was all I knew. I don't feel so much like a murderer now.
I talked with my vet this afternoon and told her about all this. She told me I had done absolutely the right thing, and that all the awful things I'd been afraid might happen to Christofur if I let him keep going really were at least as bad as I had feared and I saved him from those.
Thank you again, wonderful people. I am still heartbroken about dear little Christofur. He deserved much better.
Love from Pat 




I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
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