Friday, July 27, 2012

A Sad Day


Little Chester showed up on our doorstep about 6 weeks ago.  He was skin and bones and obviously, someone had dumped in on the side of the road.  So while I wasn't looking to add another pet to our mix, we took him in.

He fattened up and was the sweetest thing.  He purred constantly and was very affectionate and playful.  He was also very curious and was always getting into something.  That was his downfall.


Yesterday, unbeknownst to us, he had climbed up in the wheel well of Dan's car.  As Dan drove away, Chester either jumped or fell off and got hit.  I took him to the vet and he had a broken femur, a head injury and a damaged bladder.  They sent him home with pain medication and an antibiotic and he was scheduled for surgery on Monday.


However, I came down to check on him in the wee hours of the morning and he was in a lot of pain.  I gave him pain medicine and this morning noticed that he was gasping for breath as well as being very uncomfortable and in pain.  He still had not urinated and his bladder was extremely swollen.

I called the vet technician, who is a friend and she promised to stop in this morning to try and catheterize him to relieve some of the uncomfortableness.  By the time she arrived, however, Chester had passed away.  She felt that he may have had more going on inside then the x-ray had picked up.


Emily is besides herself.  He was a much loved kitty even though he was with us for such a short time.  It's hard to be the one to bury your pet and I'm feeling kind of sick to my stomach as well.  He is buried in my flower garden and under my butterfly bush where he loved to play.


It's a sad day.