First off, THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH for all the PM's I received, and for your condolence and sympathy during this sad time..
Word's cannot express my Gratitude for the Support You wonderful Folk's have given Me
Misty was given the Steroid injection on the Saturday morning, and looking back now I actually think it made things worse
within 20 minutes of the injection, Misty kept going to His litter tray, He was still drinking, but it was plain to see He was
not taking in enough liquid to replace what He was losing
I kept hoping the steroid injection would kick in
I don't know why the vet never mentioned anything about the Steroids Making Him wee more?? He must have known
Misty also had the CRF, as I had told Him this over the phone while He was looking at Misty's records ??
On Sunday morning, His back legs looked worse and it was very difficult for Him to stand, I found myself jumping out of the
chair every ten minutes, Helping Him to his Feet and Trying to guess where he wanted to go??
In all the year's I had Misty I'd never really had to wash Him, But Misty had weed Himself during the night, and we had no
option but to wash Him " He absolutely hated it " OH thought He may have lost control of His bladder, But Later I noticed
that He was pushing when weeing, It was like He had given up trying to stand because he was just unable to do so
up until the early hours Misty was still eating very well, and during the whole of sunday He'd eaten over three and a half tin's
of Sheba and some raw chicken
Like I said in an earlier post, around three am (Monday) I saw out of the corner of my eye, a shadow of a black cat creep in
through the living room door, I now honestly Believe this was Hamish coming down to be with Misty to show Him the way to
Rainbow Bridge, it was not long after that, that I noticed Misty was not as Bright as before, and was just picking at his food,
He'd take a bit, then spit it out, even the Liver treats I got sent over from the US did not seem to entice Him anymore
At 9 in the Morning, I felt it was time, But I found Myself Holding back, still waiting for a miracle to happen, but it was not to be
At 2:25 Misty, cradled in my arms, was sent to the Bridge
it was very Peaceful and quick
I had planned to go away previously for a couple of days, Leaving on the Tuesday, but I knew I would have been worried sick if
Misty had not got any better by then, I would keep thinking of Him, and probably would have canceled it, but due to Misty being
sent to the Bridge, I decided I would still go, but stay in Aberdeen on Monday Night and leave from there next day instead
(It also Helped a bit by not being at Home) We Went to the Pet crematorium on the way through, and said our last Farwell to
Misty
I made my way back home on Wednesday afternoon, and was about twenty minutes from Home, when this Perfectly formed
Rainbow appeared and lasted for well over 10 minutes, I couldn't hold Back the Tears
" Misty had sent Me a sign He'd Arrived "
walking back into the house with no furbabe to greet me did not go down well either
I went through to the crematorium today and Misty's remains are now Home next to Hamish's
Although My Heart is Breaking, I feel I am Handling Misty's passing a lot better than I did with Hamish's
I think this is mainly due to the Fact that "with Misty" I have had Plenty of warning of the inevitable, and just feel so Lucky that
He stayed another year and a half after diagnosis with the CRF. It's just so rotten that the cancer took Him in the end
I also feel if it was not for the cancer Misty would still be here today.
As painful as this is just now, I keep telling myself that, Misty has had a Very Long and wonderful happy life, which was basically illness
free for the most of it, For that I am also Glad and Thankfull
It's just that the House is so damned empty and quiet now, and I feel a Big part of me is missing, I keep waiting for Misty to come in
and jump up onto my knee, but it's not going to happen
there's no sound of cat litter being scattered about the kitchen floor,
no sound of claws being sharpened, no one to jump into your seat when you get up to make a cuppa, no one hogging the whole of the bed
No Misty
OH tried to tell me about a beautiful cat (Bengal) which is a rescue, But I stopped her, I feel for now it's just far too early
although I will admit the thought of two Furbabes (any age or colour) Indoor cat's would appeal to me
but like I say, it's just far too early
Just taking things one day at a time for just now
Can't really think of anymore to say ATM, was going to add some story's of the thing's Misty used to get up to,
but Ill leave that for another day
I will apologise for babbling a bit ( just a habit of mine ) my brain is kinda mush just now, and it feel's better getting it out
I'm so Glad I found this forum and honored to be part of it
So Much wonderful people on here
THANK YOU ALL AGAIN !!
Stuart..............
