Ebony was pts this morning and is now buried in my garden with the rest of my lost ones.
She had another fit yesterday and hardly touched her food in the evening or this morning. She looked uncomfortable, her eyes were wide and she was a bit twitchy when touched.
It has hit me hard, in many ways harder than one of 'my own' (though I count her as one). I think this is because there are no fond memories to think back on as there should be - its as if her life cannot be celebrated properly. As I go through and clear up downstairs and put things back to where they were a few months ago it feels as though I am totally erasing her from existance.
RIP Rbony, you are now at rest.
I hope you go to join your previous owner if thats how you came to be with us.
and if not, then I hope they get there just rewards for abandoning you.