Good-bye, sweet Finny

This morning the vet called. She said Finny still hadn't really been eating and they were worried about some of his recent test results. She said they wanted to go ahead and put in a feeding tube; but said before they could put him under to insert the tube, he'd need to be stabilized. After the tube was in, we could come in, be trained on how to use it, and then we could take him home.

Within the hour, she called back. My sweet boy had taken a sudden turn for the worse, and we needed to come in right away. We rushed in and they took us back to see him. They were giving him meds through the injection site in his paw, trying to get his numbers back up. He was just lying there under a little heating pad, and didn't respond to us at all. :(

When they did an x-ray, they discovered what looked like a perforated intestine, due to the cancer. Immediate surgery was the only option - but with dropping blood pressure, bilirubin levels, potassium, etc., he would not have been stable enough to survive surgery.

They carried him to us in a little red blanket, and we snuggled him and told him what a very good boy he was and how much we loved him. Then the vet came in and gave him the last injection. He was gone before she had finished.

I miss my sweet boy so much already...