Black Bear & AcroMeg
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I lost my beloved Black Bear Wednesday. As some of you remember, he was a veteran street feral, diagnosed FIV+ and FeLV+ when I rescued him in January 2005 and given less than a year to live. Blind from retinopathy, crippled from a long-ago leg fracture and toothless, he got his FD diagnosis in March 2008. Thereupon began our tumultuous, wonderful relationship with this board. Through everything you supported me and Black Bear with infinite insight and patience.
Last winter the FIV started to catch up with him in the form of bone marrow cancer. Again, he wasn't supposed to make it through the summer, but in true Black Bear style he didn't get that memo. He had me so spoiled that when the end finally came, after "being ready" so many times before, I just wasn't ready at all. He was the best, most unlikely friend I could imagine. I can still feel his deep, rolling purr under my arm, against my side.
I want to thank everyone who has been there for us--and for all the sugarcats--24/7, year after year. "He's looking down on us," our marvelous vet said, after Black Bear exhaled his last breath. I know he's looking down on all of you, with that look of gratitude on his face I got to know so well.
Last winter the FIV started to catch up with him in the form of bone marrow cancer. Again, he wasn't supposed to make it through the summer, but in true Black Bear style he didn't get that memo. He had me so spoiled that when the end finally came, after "being ready" so many times before, I just wasn't ready at all. He was the best, most unlikely friend I could imagine. I can still feel his deep, rolling purr under my arm, against my side.
I want to thank everyone who has been there for us--and for all the sugarcats--24/7, year after year. "He's looking down on us," our marvelous vet said, after Black Bear exhaled his last breath. I know he's looking down on all of you, with that look of gratitude on his face I got to know so well.