Late last night when I went to check on Quince, I noticed his face looked funny. His nose and the right side of his face was swollen. He was lying on the heated bed and when I went to touch his face, he bit me. I noticed he was burning up. His temp 105.9! As I set him down near his bed, he couldn’t seem to walk in a straight line- he was circling and going nowhere. He also was open mouth panting and his breathing was rapid and shallow. His right front paw had split open and was dripping this gooey nastiness all over the floor. I took him to the vet first thing where it was determined he had suffered a stroke. It was decided to just end his torment and at 9:45 he took his last breath and left this world.
Quince, you only had a few weeks of love, food, cuddles and care. I wish you had been able to beat whatever it was that had you in its grasp. I wish I had been alerted about you earlier when you had a chance to recover from the abuse and neglect but it was not to be. I do know you are running free- you are breathing unencumbered and I would imagine as you hunt heaven’s grasses you are a speedy boy with those long limbs. Rest well my feline friend until we meet up again. I am sorry you are gone but grateful that pain no longer engulfs you. You blessed our lives the short time you visited and you will be missed.
Love and purrs to you and Quince.
He was too far gone for even you to save, though, as always, you did your best. I suspect it meant the world to him to have a gentle touch in his life. Godspeed, Quince.
Dam, sometimes when you pray that they get well it may mean that they have to leave this life and go towards another. You did all that you could do and he knew what it meant to have food, clean water a safe place to sleep and love. It may have been for a short time but maybe to him it was a lifetime of comfort in a short span of time. Run free little man, be at peace and know the love of God’s grace.
I’m so sorry, I was doing a lot of praying that he would pull through. I’m so glad you were in his life and he knew what it was like to feel loved. RIP Quince.