Caution, this is the saddest blog post ever. Seriously, it's way sad.
I don't want to drudge up all the painful, gruesome memories of that night so I'll just skip to the part where we rushed him to the kitty emergency hospital. It was Nov. 13th -a Saturday night- so we had ask the on-call doctor meet us. The Doc started Dax on some fluids and oxygen...we were hoping it would help Dax so we left our little buddy at the emergency room... begrudgingly. As it turns out Dax had a horrible parasite and was too weak to make it through the night. At the same moment our kitty was sick our shower and toilet flooded! So on Sunday morning when I got the news Dax had passed- I fought back tears because I was in the middle of a house flood and I didn't want the plumber...who kept yelling- "Jiggle the handle girl," to see me break down and cry. "Flush yo' toilet 10 times... well I'll be - there's some roots tearin' up yo pipes..." he yelled at me from outside while I wiped away my tears. Worst. Day. Ever.
Monday I woke hoping it was all a dream. I didn't have to peek my head out the window to know that it was raining because it was POURING. Reality set in. That day it rained and rained and rained. I haven't seen it rain that much in months. My heart was heavy with sorrow. Maybe the weather just wanted to empathize with me? Regardless of the yucky weather...we had to go down to the animal hospital to pick up Dax.
We brought along Leelieu because the Doc wanted to make sure she was parasite-free. The animal hospital looked so different in the daylight. "I'm sorry for your loss," the woman at the desk said to me with a sympathetic smile. My eyes welled up with tears, I took a deep breath and shuffled to the nearest chair and flopped down. I hunched over Leelieu's cage in my lap. "Meow," she complained. "Shhh Leelieu, it's enough," I said patting her head as I looked around. Matt filled out the paperwork. We waited for...what felt like forever. FOR-EV-ER (Sandlot anyone? FOREVER... no? ok sorry) The wait wouldn't have been so bad but we stuck next to this giant bird. Ok I don't know about you...but birds weird me out. I hate their creepy eyes... peircing eyes... starring at you ready to peck your brains out... Birds are creepy! And this monstrosity of a bird kept lookin' over at me like it was planning to strike at any moment. Yikes!I hate birds.
So once all the waiting was over we got Leelieu examined...that was a real treat. She always puts on a great show at the vet. The Doc gave her meds and she protested by slinging them everywhere. She's now on preventative-meds, and she had to get a couple steroid shots for ulcers in her mouth. We paid our money and gathered up Leelieu and Dax and headed home. Yeah, it's kind of creepy picking up your deceased animal from the vet but we felt Dax belonged under his favorite tree. Every time we would open our back door he'd bolt out and run up that stupid tree! And once he was all the way up there we could only get him to come down by opening a can of fancy feast. One little Crrrrreeeeeaaaaakkk of that can top and he would bounce out of the tree smacking his little kitty lips.I was worried the bag he was in wouldn't discinegrate so we bravely agreed to take him out. When we removed Dax from the plastic bag he looked so alive...he looked like he was just deep asleep dreaming of meow mix drizzled in fancy feast. Who am I kidding? He looked like he was dreaming of chicken wings and sandwiches! He looked peaceful and sad. As we dug the hole the rain poured harder and harder. It felt like it was never going to stop. And once we put him in his final resting place Matt said a few words...
"Dax-
I'm sorry we couldn't save you...
...I'm sorry we didn't do better
We love you and we'll miss you."
And as we shoveled earth (well now mud) on top of our little buddy I dropped the umbrella and let my tears get washed away with the rain.
And that was that.
It all happened so fast. No other kitty will ever compare to the awesomeness that was Daxamillion (Daxter) Bellemare Hofius. He was our little man and we'll never forget how much he lit up our life. I know all dogs go to heaven, but do you think all cats go to heaven too? I sure hope so but Dax was pretty bad so I hope they don't judge too harshly...Stupid Leelieu is so excited he's gone. She loves being the only cat.
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