It has been a rough week. I lost Mystic yesterday, nine days after his sister. He'd been fighting lymphoma since March and had already been going downhill. Once we lost Magic, he stopped eating almost entirely. When I brought him in on Friday, his weight was down to 9.3 lbs (from 16.8 originally--he was a BIG cat) and my vet said it was time. But it was SO hard to let him go too.
I'll be back with more cheerful news soon, I promise.
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4 hours ago
I'm so sorry to hear of Mystic's passing. No matter how long you have your fur baby, it's never enough time together.
ReplyDeleteWishing you peace and healing.
Thank you. This on is hitting me pretty hard.
DeleteOh no! MUCH LOVE!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteSorry to hear about Mystic's passing. Sending hugs.
ReplyDeleteMy thoughts & prayers go out to you on the loss of Magic & Mystic. I hope you find comfort from the beautiful memories your cats left behind.
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