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Irene and I love our animals. Seven cats, a horse...

...and until yesterday, a dog. We made the decision On July 3rd to have Sheena euthanized.

Goodbye, old girl...

It was a tough choice. Sheena was still alert and wasn't screaming out in pain. Up until year ago, Sheena was still pretty active: she was at least 13 years old, which is pretty old for a dog her size.

Last year, though, she had a setback. She had what seemed to me to be a stroke: the vet thought it might have been a tumour or nerve damage of some kind. For over a week she couldn't walk at all, and afterwards she was very weak. She recovered some of her mobility, though she stopped going on walks of more than a hundred yards or so. She never recovered her balance, really: a light bump would tip her over. And her hearing was mostly gone afterwards...cataracts took away most of her vision a few years ago.

The last few months we watched Sheena getting more and more feeble. Recently, she reached the point where she often couldn't stand up without help, and she was barely eating.

I don't know how Sheena felt about it, but I kept thinking that her quality of life had gotten pretty meager. Irene and I had talked several times about what it would take for us to decide it was "time" for Sheena. Ultimately, Irene called me up in tears and told me she felt that time had arrived.

I am an agnostic. I don't really believe in an afterlife, but then again I don't disbelieve. I'd like to think that we made the right choice, and somewhere Sheena's spirit is alive and healthy, enjoying a run through a grassy field with Irene's horse Brandy like she did years ago. Maybe one day I'll be there too, and Sheena will run over and let me scratch her ears the way she liked. I'd like that...

Irene was brushing our dog Sheena today and discovered that Sheena had a cut on her neck. I took a look, thinking it was a little nick or something…but instead it was a huge, 3″ long slash going quite deep into the flesh. (more…)

...to medicate seven sick cats? Two of which, in addition to needing antibiotics, also need forced fluids and feeding? Well, it kind of works like this...

• get medicine ready
• get towels ready
• get firstaid kit ready
• search for cat #1
• find cat hiding under bed
• try to grab cat from under bed
• watch cat suddenly develop jet assist and VTOL capabilities
• apply first aid kit to various wounds from cat's escape
• find cat hiding under sofa
• grab cat and drag to appropriate medicating location
• apply medication
• find applied medication in left nostril, ear, or under nearby furniture
• apply medication again
• remove teeth and claws from sensitive body parts while not releasing cat
• reposition cat from its location on head to appropriate medicating location
• force fluids into cat's mouth
• clean fluids from arm, chair, floor: note that cat's mouth is still dry
• successfully force fluid into cat's mouth
• use first aid kit on various claw marks on head, arms, and face while holding on to cat
• reposition cat from its location on back to appropriate medicating location
• force "palatable nutrient paste" into cat's mouth
• remove "palatable nutrient paste" from eye, elbow, and wall: note that cat has not eaten any food
• successfully force paste into cat's mouth
• attempt to clean cat
• conclude that cleaning cat is not worth any further scars
• release cat and apply first aid kit to various wounds
• search for cat #2...

Yes, being a pet owner is rewarding....

My wife and I both love cats. We've cohabitated (who can say they own a cat?) with quite a number of them over the years. But I thought we had reached our limit. Apparently, Irene disagreed...

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