September, 2010, a very tiny kitten took over my heart. He was no more than 5 weeks old when we found him. His parents were local ferals/strays. He stayed with us, because I couldn't let him go. Those of you on CS Chat at the time will remember me sharing pictures of him sleeping on my shoulder.
Today, I no longer have that choice. When I woke up this morning, he was definitely off. I hoped it was something similar to a cold or flu. When my wife came home, she noticed something I didn't. He hadn't urinated all day. We took him to the vet. Urinary tract blockage. We left him with them, and at 6:30 this evening, I got a call. He made it through the blockage clearing, but during recovery from that procedure, the toxins that had built up during the day finally caught up. He passed away today.
I'll miss you, Storm. And I'm sorry I failed you.
Today, I no longer have that choice. When I woke up this morning, he was definitely off. I hoped it was something similar to a cold or flu. When my wife came home, she noticed something I didn't. He hadn't urinated all day. We took him to the vet. Urinary tract blockage. We left him with them, and at 6:30 this evening, I got a call. He made it through the blockage clearing, but during recovery from that procedure, the toxins that had built up during the day finally caught up. He passed away today.
I'll miss you, Storm. And I'm sorry I failed you.
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