We’d planned on seeing how the weekend went, but after a very restless night, and a trying Saturday morning, we knew that it was time to take Oz in to be put to sleep. My poor buddy couldn’t walk, wouldn’t eat or drink and was generally miserable. I slept in the living room with him on Friday night, and he spent some time resting on top of me, but never sleeping. As hard as it was to do, we knew it was the right time; he was suffering too much.
So I carried him on my lap in the car to the shelter where we picked him up nearly 11 years ago. They found him in the computer under my maiden name. They knew we gave him a good life. We all spent some time with him, and they took him away.
It was all very hard, especially considering my current emotional state, but these are the decisions you have to make when you’re a pet owner. I’m really going to miss my little buddy.
I’ve struggled with finding pictures of him alone, because he and his “brother”, Sebastian–our 1st cat, were almost always right on top of each other…until Oz got sick, that is. Here are some of my favorites.
I sure did love my buddy, and I’ll miss him for a long time to come.