Sky
Nov 22 2008, it must have been love at first sight for Iwan...a cloudy Saturday evening, while waiting for Daddy living his dreams in a football game, we met Sky. So tiny, helpless and all alone. I am still not sure what made me agree...Iwan's compassion or my need as a Mom to walk the talk...it was nevertheless a good decision, Sky became family.
Sky came our way unplanned, so overnight we learnt about litter boxes, immunizations, milk and food......do we keep her in doors, where would she sleep.....and the list went on. Sky's distinct limp disappeared and she thrived over the weeks and months, from a little scrawny, wearied and scared looking kitten into a beautiful, lovely, young cat. But somehow Sky kept her distance, definitely very playful but she was never overly affectionate, cuddles, mewing, patting, stroking, those of what is expected of a feline were not her cup her tea.
As she grew she was not short of suitors, where her younger days sees her bouncing back on the dot just before bedtime, the last couple of months, we had to track her down and most likely cut short her "partying" to have her home in the nights. We have never been big on pets nor do we have great love for animals so with Sky controlling population was constantly on our mind and spaying her has always been on the agenda.
Spaying, was this the trigger of it all? Probably. Was it inevitable? Probably as well. These are conflicts within me since, but will I ever find an answer? Probably Not. It was a decision that let to truly unexpected turn of events and a heartbreaking end.
Close to a week after the procedure, Sky does not look like she was any where near recovering, in fact she has developed very laboured breathing, she has not eaten, she drank very little and was hardly moving around. By the time I sent her to Healing Rooms, Dr Loh said she was in bad shape....I broke down, I was not able to decipher what that meant then. Dr Loh said possibly FIP and is terminal. I agreed to a series of test, chest x-ray, blood tests...knowing all too well that they may do Sky more harm than good. Fluids were in her lungs and that made breathing difficult. I can't recall any episode in her younger days where the coronavirus would have infected her....and now it has mutated and Sky is dying....we brought her home to give her a better life so how could this be?
Dr Loh called at 7pm, Alina and Anita were visiting, Sky was not doing well and Dr Loh thought we should make a decision. I was torn if I should tell Iwan, I eventually decided to. He cried all the way to Healing Room. Anita said she will come along and I am thankful she did. Mom, does Sky have H1N1? Why so short, she is less than 1 year old? He cried his hearts out and it broke mine. Dr Loh gave us a few minutes bid our farewell, she was on drips so her paw bandaged, she was panting for breath, the basic act of life.
July 21 2009, it must have been one of the saddest experience for Iwan and I for that matter, another couldy evening, we bid farewell to Sky. Just as I had to make a decision back in November 2009, this time though I am not sure if it was a good decision and I guess I will never know, I decided to end sufferings which can no longer be made good. We cried some more.
Sky came our way unplanned, so overnight we learnt about litter boxes, immunizations, milk and food......do we keep her in doors, where would she sleep.....and the list went on. Sky's distinct limp disappeared and she thrived over the weeks and months, from a little scrawny, wearied and scared looking kitten into a beautiful, lovely, young cat. But somehow Sky kept her distance, definitely very playful but she was never overly affectionate, cuddles, mewing, patting, stroking, those of what is expected of a feline were not her cup her tea.
As she grew she was not short of suitors, where her younger days sees her bouncing back on the dot just before bedtime, the last couple of months, we had to track her down and most likely cut short her "partying" to have her home in the nights. We have never been big on pets nor do we have great love for animals so with Sky controlling population was constantly on our mind and spaying her has always been on the agenda.
Spaying, was this the trigger of it all? Probably. Was it inevitable? Probably as well. These are conflicts within me since, but will I ever find an answer? Probably Not. It was a decision that let to truly unexpected turn of events and a heartbreaking end.
Close to a week after the procedure, Sky does not look like she was any where near recovering, in fact she has developed very laboured breathing, she has not eaten, she drank very little and was hardly moving around. By the time I sent her to Healing Rooms, Dr Loh said she was in bad shape....I broke down, I was not able to decipher what that meant then. Dr Loh said possibly FIP and is terminal. I agreed to a series of test, chest x-ray, blood tests...knowing all too well that they may do Sky more harm than good. Fluids were in her lungs and that made breathing difficult. I can't recall any episode in her younger days where the coronavirus would have infected her....and now it has mutated and Sky is dying....we brought her home to give her a better life so how could this be?
Dr Loh called at 7pm, Alina and Anita were visiting, Sky was not doing well and Dr Loh thought we should make a decision. I was torn if I should tell Iwan, I eventually decided to. He cried all the way to Healing Room. Anita said she will come along and I am thankful she did. Mom, does Sky have H1N1? Why so short, she is less than 1 year old? He cried his hearts out and it broke mine. Dr Loh gave us a few minutes bid our farewell, she was on drips so her paw bandaged, she was panting for breath, the basic act of life.
July 21 2009, it must have been one of the saddest experience for Iwan and I for that matter, another couldy evening, we bid farewell to Sky. Just as I had to make a decision back in November 2009, this time though I am not sure if it was a good decision and I guess I will never know, I decided to end sufferings which can no longer be made good. We cried some more.Labels: Of my thoughts
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