Friday
It’s the hardest title to right, but today it happened. On Wednesday after her morning food and medication, Truffles stopped eating . I tried to get food down her and on Thursday managed to get her to eat three teaspoons of tuna. By this morning, she hadn’t eaten since then, so I took her to the vet. The vet medicated her with anti-nausea medication as well as an appetite booster and a liver support pill. None of it worked. By this afternoon, she was gravely ill, refused all food and water and was drooling.
I went out and on my return, I made a pledge. If I could get her to drink, we’d labour on with her. If she refused, it was time.
She point bank refused to drink. She wobbled about, dehydrated and nauseous, taking strange panting breaths. I phoned the vet who said they would fit her in. We went down and spoke with Dr. Jean who agreed there was nothing more they could do. She said that after the examination on 21st October, she was surprised that she had lasted so long. She said it was unlikely she would live til Christmas. So we did the best, most humane thing for Truffles and she very quickly went to sleep in my arms. We tearfully bought her home and she is now buried in the back garden with the rest of the van Niekerk pets – rats, budgies and a number of other cats. The last time I had to do this, I had David with me – Mike was at work. David was still in his teens and he dug that hole and stood with me while I wept and we had a little prayer and buried the cat at the time. Today, Mike dug that hole and stood with me while I wept and we had a little prayer and buried Truffles.
I think I have spent the last number of weeks knowing this day would come, although on Sunday when she was doing so well, I would never have thought it would have been this week.
Good by sweet Truffles. I loved you and you loved me – that I know for sure. You will be hugely missed. Thank you Jesus for bringing her back to us and for the last 6 and half years of Truffles entertainment.
I am grateful.
This was the last photo I took of her this morning while we were waiting for the vet.
1 John 3:1
See how very much our Father loves us, for He calls us His children, and that is what we are.
These are the days.
I will keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Helga xx 🙂
Gym
- 35 minutes on the treadmill jawking (jogging and walking).
- 5 minutes on the bike
- Weight machines
Braces:
1 year 16 days.