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We lost our old fellow today. He was fourteen this month, he has been with us since my husband and I got married. The complications over the last year with his health finally won out. I think it ranks amongst the hardest things I have ever done to utter the acceptance to put him to sleep.
He had been diabetic for the last six years and his kidneys just couldn’t hold out anymore. He had been doing so well.
I love you Kas, and I already miss you more than words can say.
I rather love how he looks with both feet down, it makes it a bit more uniquely Windstone. The space between his feet seems like it would provide for all manner of options. Just my two cents.
I got my little duo in the mail on Friday and could not decide how to paint them. I finally ended up grabbing two hands full of paint and plunking them down in piles. One FooP got each pile and luckly it worked out fairly well. Each one has one light yellow eye and one light green eye.
Hello peoples!
I’m a FooP, how about you?
Why yes you are a FooP!
The flash went a bit bright.
Two tail salute!
Strike a pose!
I absolutely adore these little fellows, I think I need at least a dozen more.
The day started out so well. Mom and I set about canning up the pasta sauce we had made from the garden tomatos her neighbor was nice enough to give her. It all turned out fantastic and we had a massive batch.
Then the husband and I decided to go run our errands, that was the start to the bad day. We were sitting at a stop light when a lady rear ended our new car. Massive damage for ours, and her suv had a few scratches. Thank goodness no one was hurt and we were all insured. Not earth shattering but no darn fun to say the least. She was at least very nice, and it wasn’t a big hassle.
While we were waiting for the very polite police officer to finish his report our vet office calls and informs us that they will not be filling our cat’s insulin order. Our sweet old fellow has been diabetic for 5 years now and he requires shots twice a day to regulate him. It was drilled into us that we needed to make sure he got his shots every twelve hours and missing them was life or death. His usual vet is unavailable so the one on staff decided that he was no longer diabetic and he did not need the insulin any longer. This vet has never seen our fellow before, nor did she bother to look at his file.
We brought him in last week due to his sugars crashing, during which time he had his tests done. She demanded we bring him in for the same tests again before she would be willing to fill his script. Of course we agreed to do so despite the fact it is another 100 on top of the cost of his insulin, only to have her inform us that the earliest she can see him is next Friday. That is a week without his insulin. I’m so furious. How can someone be so heartless to an animal.
So now we are going to pack up our 14 year old fellow tomorrow, along with five years of medical records and find him a new vet that will actually take care of him. Which means he will miss at least two shots. It’s heart breaking to watch our old fellow suffer because of this woman who claims to be a vet.
End bad day rant.
