A few months ago I posed the question about whether to put our 17 year old Russian Blue cat, Nicholas Psascha through the ordeal of amputation and chemo to arrest a very rare form of cancer. And most of you, the good hearted animal lovers on JUB, helped walk me though the decision given that he was not a good surgical risk and the treatment and after care would have been more than any animal should have to bear.
This afternoon, our veterinarian came out to the house and euthanized Nik. Up until this past weekend he had been able to move about (although with increasing difficulty) and had shown that he wasn't ready to go, but on Saturday, he finally looked tired and ready to leave. Amazingly, even though his digestive system seemed to be shutting down on the weekend, he still had an appetite and enjoyed a full full meal of tuna and cream this morning.
To have hung on to him any longer would have been too selfish...even though I wanted so much to have another day or week or year.
The one thing about the tumour, is that it cut off the nerve endings and I can say that he was not in any pain... even to the end.
And I would say...I wouldn't trade a moment of this terrible heartache today for even a day of the unqualified love and joy he gave us for the last 17 years. My God we will miss him so much.