SquishyHelium
10-22-2014, 06:48 AM
and with a very heavy heart I must report that yesterday Domino was put to sleep. I am heartbroken - for the third time this year - and I miss him so so much. A shining star in my sky has gone out.
He'd been in reasonable health (as a hammy can be at well over two) until last weekend, when I noticed he was losing weight. On Monday I noticed his stomach had swollen so took him to the vet at the earliest opportunity.
She had a feel of his stomach and confirmed the swelling was gas but also found a lump higher up inside his abdomen which she suspected was cancer. When she touched it he was obviously in pain. She gave me the option of attempting to improve his condition with antibiotics and pain killers, but there was no question for me of prolonging his suffering when I knew it wouldn't help.
I had a little time with him to tell him how special he was, how thankful I was to have adopted him a year and three months ago and to tell him for the final time, just how much I loved him.
Then he was freed from his pain. When I came home, I held him in my hand and he looked so very peaceful I knew, no question, that the right choice had been made.
I don't believe the heart ever truly heals from losing someone so special. I believe each of my little furries, when the time has come for them to depart, takes a piece of my heart with them and keeps it safe, until we can be together again, at which time my heart will be whole once more.
Sleep well, my angel.
RIP Domino x x x
He'd been in reasonable health (as a hammy can be at well over two) until last weekend, when I noticed he was losing weight. On Monday I noticed his stomach had swollen so took him to the vet at the earliest opportunity.
She had a feel of his stomach and confirmed the swelling was gas but also found a lump higher up inside his abdomen which she suspected was cancer. When she touched it he was obviously in pain. She gave me the option of attempting to improve his condition with antibiotics and pain killers, but there was no question for me of prolonging his suffering when I knew it wouldn't help.
I had a little time with him to tell him how special he was, how thankful I was to have adopted him a year and three months ago and to tell him for the final time, just how much I loved him.
Then he was freed from his pain. When I came home, I held him in my hand and he looked so very peaceful I knew, no question, that the right choice had been made.
I don't believe the heart ever truly heals from losing someone so special. I believe each of my little furries, when the time has come for them to depart, takes a piece of my heart with them and keeps it safe, until we can be together again, at which time my heart will be whole once more.
Sleep well, my angel.
RIP Domino x x x