She's Gone

Mimi's gone. Had to have vet put our Mimi down last night. The diagnosis was a very large mass in the abdomen believed to be splenic cancer or a benign tumor; either way with a lot of abdominal bleeding and suffering. Regardless of which was the actual type of tumor - it was a very poor prognosis with a lot of suffering already & a lot to come and surgery was not likely to be successful. Tough decision to make but Linda and I decided it best she not suffer any more.

Man this came on fast - a week at most since the first signs we saw that something was wrong. She seemed to be feeling lousy, then better the next day, then lousy a day or two later then bam she was obvioulsy very sick. We did not realize maybe some earlier slowing down a bit now and then was also possibly a symptom - we thought she was just feeling her age as she seemed fine otherwise but even that only started within last month or so.

The love between Mimi & Linda was unfathomable.

Mimi was only 11 years old. That's her getting her last lick of one of her favorite snacks, peanut butter, from Linda at the vet's office. Linda has that big smile because after several failed attempts at getting Mimi to have some, she finally took a lick. Lots of love there. Lots of tears followed a few minutes later. Mimi is and will be missed.

All the best,
Glenn B