There is this great big hole in my heart. I had to put my "Bingo" down today. I raised him from a kitten 16-1/2 yrs ago. He's been my one and only pet and only child. I don't have a picture to give you all but he was a very handsome big, big (21 lbs.) black cat with beautiful light green eyes and smooth as silk fur and the sweetest face I've ever seen on a kitty.
He started acting poorly last Wed. He stopped eating Friday and went downhill steadily. I raced him to the vets. Diagnosis: canker sores in his mouth. Home again. I had to force feed the poor little guy with a syringe because he absolutely refused to eat. He got worse and I could tell he was dying. Yesterday morning, he tried to stand up and made a valiant effort to get to his water bowl but couldn't. Raced to the vets again. They put him on fluids and took blood. He began to have seizures. This morning his blood tests came back with almost complete kidney shut down. I had to let him go. There was no hope.
I miss my little fur face so much and my heart is breaking. I want him back so much. All I have left are his toys and memories and that's what hurts so much. He was a wonderful companion but I wonder if this hurt was worth it.
Today, Trot, is not happy.
"Wicked men obey from fear; good men, from love".... Aristotle. You can love and obey Christ without intervention from an organization.