Jan Radar (GA)
Member Since 2015
I haven't posted a message here for quite some time, but I wanted to let all of you who might remember Radar know that yesterday was the day I knew would come but didn't really want to think about.
In the last few months he had started a gradual decline and his arthritis had gotten so much worse. He was still able to get around but he asked for help often to get up on the bed for a nap or to be carried to his favorite sunny window. We had to syringe feed him a lot because he was simply unable to eat on his own. He couldn't see very well, but there was nothing wrong with his nose or his ears. He knew when we were fixing his most favorite treat of baby food and a little pureed pumpkin warmed in the microwave to a nice warm mouse temperature perfect for enjoying in the late afternoon. He always lifted his head in eager anticipation of the moment when we'd bring the treat to him and he could begin licking the plate. We knew there was something really wrong when he refused to eat his babyfood. He was at the vet's office everyday this week as she tried to help him get better. Yesterday his breathing was raspy and he was clearly uncomfortable and struggling for every breath. The vet discovered he had fluid in his lungs and then he gave us the look we all know will come one day. "Please help me mamma. I can't do this any more." So we gave him the most precious and loving gift a pet owner gives through rivers of tears as we held the paw of our beloved kitty.
Now our task is to survive these early difficult days of an empty house with no purring kitty to hug and cuddle with in our laps. I'm sure we'll have good days and bad ones and all the thousands of photos we took will help us remember all the years of joy and love he brought to our house.
The pawprints he left on our hearts will remain forever.
In the last few months he had started a gradual decline and his arthritis had gotten so much worse. He was still able to get around but he asked for help often to get up on the bed for a nap or to be carried to his favorite sunny window. We had to syringe feed him a lot because he was simply unable to eat on his own. He couldn't see very well, but there was nothing wrong with his nose or his ears. He knew when we were fixing his most favorite treat of baby food and a little pureed pumpkin warmed in the microwave to a nice warm mouse temperature perfect for enjoying in the late afternoon. He always lifted his head in eager anticipation of the moment when we'd bring the treat to him and he could begin licking the plate. We knew there was something really wrong when he refused to eat his babyfood. He was at the vet's office everyday this week as she tried to help him get better. Yesterday his breathing was raspy and he was clearly uncomfortable and struggling for every breath. The vet discovered he had fluid in his lungs and then he gave us the look we all know will come one day. "Please help me mamma. I can't do this any more." So we gave him the most precious and loving gift a pet owner gives through rivers of tears as we held the paw of our beloved kitty.
Now our task is to survive these early difficult days of an empty house with no purring kitty to hug and cuddle with in our laps. I'm sure we'll have good days and bad ones and all the thousands of photos we took will help us remember all the years of joy and love he brought to our house.
The pawprints he left on our hearts will remain forever.



