My sweet baby girl, Sassy, was diagnosed with a lung tumor last November, 2015. She was 12 at the time and the tumor was an accidental finding. We opted not to have the tumor surgically removed because of other risks. We did however go through chemo and had numerous trips to vet for checkups. She continued on with no issues. She was such a strong little girl. Last week she went in for a routine dental cleaning. From that point on something went wrong. She presented with respiratory distress and some GI problems. That was Tuesday, the following Monday, October 3, I had to make the call to put her down. She had become O2 dependent in just her last 3 days. This little girl was my world, everything I did revolved around her and now she's gone. I pray the lord takes me just so I can be with her again. My heart has been ripped out. I hate to go home because she isn't there. I'm consistently sick to my stomach, can't eat or sleep. I just don't want to go on without her.
Don't be depressed, Stacy...when I lost Biggie, which was more than 3 years ago, I ran right back out and got another cat and everything has been fine since. It was never intended that Snooper replace Biggie, I simply wanted to liberate another friend from the Humane Society. There is NO better therapy imho.