Fur People
May. 11th, 2005 04:32 pmWhy is it that bad things always seem to happen in batches??
Most people I know do not see animals as "just" animals, they are little people with fur... my friends and family don't have "pets", they have families that include fur-people... and the loss of these fur-people bites just as deeply as it would to lose a two-legged family member...
C is still mourning the recent loss of his beautiful fur-boy Major, and my heart aches for him...
This afternoon my mum rang me to tell me that she took my canine fur-person, Scamp, to the vets today for a check-up, she's been a bit slow and sleeping a lot of late... but then, she is 13 years old... unfortunately the vet said she has heart failure, and is retaining heaps of excess fluid which is making her lethargic and uncomfortable... without medication she would likely be dead by the middle of next week. He has put her on two kinds of medication and she has to go back on Friday to see if it's helping... I cried on the phone when mum told me... especially as I can't be there, and in reality I probably won't get to see her again before she dies and that breaks my heart... I was there when she was born and even though she has lived with my mum for the last 8 years, she has always been my baby, and a big part of my life until mum moved to Tassie... I hate the thought of her dying, and I hate having to face the reality that she doesn't have much time left...
And then about an hour after I got off the phone from mum, I got a text message from the Goddess in NZ, telling me that her feline fur-person was run over today... her partner found her and buried her and they are both horribly upset... Goddess can't stop crying...
It's not fair... makes me sad...
Most people I know do not see animals as "just" animals, they are little people with fur... my friends and family don't have "pets", they have families that include fur-people... and the loss of these fur-people bites just as deeply as it would to lose a two-legged family member...
C is still mourning the recent loss of his beautiful fur-boy Major, and my heart aches for him...
This afternoon my mum rang me to tell me that she took my canine fur-person, Scamp, to the vets today for a check-up, she's been a bit slow and sleeping a lot of late... but then, she is 13 years old... unfortunately the vet said she has heart failure, and is retaining heaps of excess fluid which is making her lethargic and uncomfortable... without medication she would likely be dead by the middle of next week. He has put her on two kinds of medication and she has to go back on Friday to see if it's helping... I cried on the phone when mum told me... especially as I can't be there, and in reality I probably won't get to see her again before she dies and that breaks my heart... I was there when she was born and even though she has lived with my mum for the last 8 years, she has always been my baby, and a big part of my life until mum moved to Tassie... I hate the thought of her dying, and I hate having to face the reality that she doesn't have much time left...
And then about an hour after I got off the phone from mum, I got a text message from the Goddess in NZ, telling me that her feline fur-person was run over today... her partner found her and buried her and they are both horribly upset... Goddess can't stop crying...
It's not fair... makes me sad...
Re: Don't make me cry again
Date: 2005-05-12 03:17 am (UTC)xxx