tyler continued to seizure into today. it was heart breaking to see him suffer so, the vet said it was time to let him go.
tyler came from salmon arm spca, he had been in the kennels as an unclaimed stray since june i believe. he was thirteen years old with massive cardiac disease (he was seizuring because his brain was oxygen starved from his bad heart's inability to pump very well.) and i will always regret that i never once saw him joyful in the short time that he was with us at saints. ty passed away, sound asleep from his last dose of valium that i had given moments before with his very last seizure. we were all with him, he left not knowing or caring how loved he was by us. rest in peace little ty...please feel well and be happy wherever you are now.
jess did have an osteosarcoma and it was a complete and displaced fracture as i was afraid of. she ate pizza before she died, she gave the vet supreme shit for daring to mess with her, she FOUGHT that insidious creeping sedation to the very bitter end and then she finally closed her eyes, laid her head down next to me and peacefully passed away with eva, and carrie, and trina and my hands touching her.
the mp room has lost it's queen.
rest in peace babe, or better yet, feel well and go kick some ass for fun.
i have to believe, like laura, that tyler did know he was loved. how could he not, with so many people loving him. i have to believe that on some plane, he was happy here. it is too hard not believing that. carol and everyone else did what they could for him and what is, is. you just want to believe that, at some point in his life, that he meant a whole lot to someone. and that something went terribly wrong. shit, i am rambling. sorry. i guess there have been so many deaths lately it is hard to absorb it all and jesses really hurt