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Post by icrazyaboutu on Feb 13, 2010 13:55:08 GMT -5
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Post by sherrylynne on Feb 13, 2010 20:53:47 GMT -5
I am so sorry. I know how hard that decision is to make, even when there seems to be no hope for our furry friends.
But he IS with Bear now. Happy, healthy, dancing and dooking. And waiting for you.
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Post by Heather on Feb 13, 2010 23:51:43 GMT -5
A bright candle is lit, another special star is shining brightly in the sky, another little shooting star has made it to the bridge. Your dear sweet Whitee once again is whole, active and pain free. He romps and plays with his friend Bear as they once again enjoy each others company. No longer does Whitee feel the heavy pull of exhaustion and fear. They play in the cool waters and romp in the long grass and together they once again sleep in the soft curve of each other's warm bodies. Together they dream. Dream of times gone before, of gentle arms that held them and know in their hearts that once again they will be united in that warm embrace once more when the time is right.
ciao
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I knew it was coming. I just wasn't ready for it. Only two months ago did his friend Bear die. He had been alone and living in my room instead of a cage. He loved it. He got all the socks he wanted and everyone loved on him. This morning I was getting ready for the first horse show of the season and saw him. He was laying next to the pants he sleeps in(he chooses clothes to sleep in) and he had no energy. We took him to the vet and I only left his side for half an hour tops. When I found him I kept praying he'd make it but I guess his brother Bear missed him too much, The vet said Whitee's pancreatic tumor was too big and was killing him. The only way to save him was to get surgery and there wasn't a guarantee. We put him down. The vet said he would have only became more sick and e would have died within a week anyways. Death sucks and I have a headache from crying. RIP Whitee! Have fun up there with Bear! 
