*Disclaimer* - I know that this is not typically the type of blog I put up here, however I wanted to share this experience with as many people as possible. This blog is for animal lovers so if you are not really an animal lover you shouldn't feel the need to read it.
I know there are many of you out there who have gone through something similar to this and I want you to know that you are not alone. If you have a lovable furbaby or feathered friend, please give them an extra bit of love today. <3
Sabiyn’s Story Part 1 & 2 (taken from my personal facebook account)
First, I wanted to thank all of you for the outpouring of thoughtfulness you have shown me this past couple of weeks. It has been a comfort to know that there are other people out there who have been through this, or been through something similar. I have cried so much and hurt so much and have felt so alone at times, it is nice to know that I have people out there thinking of me and that some foof you know exactly how I am feeling. As hard as it will be to talk about it, I feel that I owe many of you the story of what took my precious darling away from this life so soon. I know it may have come as a surprise to those of you who do not live close to us and who were touched by her at one time or another in her many travels during her life.
Back in August, we found a quarter-sized lump on Sabiyn’s hind foot. It was a bit smaller upon first sighting and we originally thought it may have just been a splinter or some foreign object got under her skin and got infected. When it started getting larger, it was time to take her to the doctors. We brought her to our normal animal doctor over at Capitol Hill Animal Care. They seemed to know right away that it was not some sort of splinter under her skin, but instead a type of tumor that had grown. We of course cringed at the talk of “tumors”, however at the time the doctor did not seem to be THAT concerned about it aside from the fact it needed to be removed and tested.
We made the appt. for surgery and hoped for the best outcome. When we brought Sabiyn back from the surgery she had a cone around her head and a bandage on her leg – I had posted a few photos of her back then because she was doing very well in her recovery, but was having a hard time with the cone on her head. We were basically given instructions to just keep an eye on her, give her antibiotics and to take her back in a couple of weeks to have her sutures removed. The other thing we were told is that the tumor would be sent off to a lab for a biopsy – but this was nothing to be overly concerned about as it was standard protocol. So, a couple of weeks went by, her sutures were removed and her leg healed up very nicely. The doctor told us to just keep an eye on the site of the tumor to make sure nothing grew back.
Around that time I received a call from the doctor with the results of the biopsy. We found out then the exact type of tumor that Sabiyn had was known as a mast-cell tumor and this type of disease is mostly common to only dogs. The doctor also told me at that time that the one that was removed from her leg was found to be malignant, however all of her blood tests for the rest of her body came back good. I of course was a bit concerned knowing now that my cat had encountered some type of cancer and asked if there was anything else we needed to do for follow up. At this time the doctor was confident that they had gotten almost 99% of the tumor out of her body and that we should just watch for any changes in the site it was removed from, also any sort of behavior changes too. I felt a little more comforted after this discussion, even knowing that the tumor had been found cancerous, however we just went back to our normal daily lives at that point.
A couple of weeks after all of this when petting Sabiyn on the head and neck area, I found a small lump. At first I thought that maybe it was a spider bite or something similar to that as there was only one and it was small. Thinking nothing of it, I just decided to keep my eyes on it for the next few days and see what happened. Well, the unexpected happened – in a few days that one lump turned into at least 3 or 4 in the same area, and upon further searching we found many others in different areas of her body. The very next day, I contacted the vet’s office to alert them of the situation and they promptly told me to get her in as soon as we could. By the time (about 3 or maybe 4 days later), we got her into Cap hill animal care, the new lumps had spread even more rapidly and grown in size. We were hoping it was maybe something completely different then the mast-cells, however, we knew deep down that this was most likely the cause of these new growths.
After an examination by the doctor and many gasps from her over how many had popped up in such a short amount of time, we knew it was the same thing. We then wanted to know what we could do to help our poor beloved kitty cat to be rid of these horrible lumps everywhere. This was not going to be an easy task, per the doctor as the best method for clearing an animal (usually a dog) of these lumps was surgery and complete removal of them. Due to the amount of tumors and how widespread they were she noted that this was not an option (obviously) in this case. So after some research was done, as there is not much information out there at ALL for felines with this disease, it was decided that we should try putting her on a steroid called Prednisone that is usually prescribed for dogs. We were happy to try whatever it would take to make her feel better and to stop the lumps from growing so rapidly, as we had been told that aside from this cancer, she was very, very healthy for her age (15).
Two weeks or so on the steroid went by and there was sadly little to no change in the tumors – in fact after this time, we had noticed that there were new tumors appearing that we knew were not there prior to this treatment. We contacted the animal hospital and they recommended stopping the dosage as it was not helping her. The doctor then told me she would do some research and try to contact a few oncologists and get back to me. After waiting over a week and not hearing anything, I decided to do my own research. After a day or so, I didn’t find much at all online aside from the things we had already tried so it was time to try to reach out to a specialist.
I am not sure how exactly I found VRCC- I believe I just did a search for Veterinary oncologists in the Denver area and they kept popping up. I called as soon as I found the number and spoke with someone in the oncology dept. I knew right away that this was the right place to go to as they were very knowledgeable about the disease and how it affected not only dogs, but cats as well. I set up an appt. and we again had hope that we could help our baby get through this…
I know there are many of you out there who have gone through something similar to this and I want you to know that you are not alone. If you have a lovable furbaby or feathered friend, please give them an extra bit of love today. <3
Sabiyn’s Story Part 1 & 2 (taken from my personal facebook account)
First, I wanted to thank all of you for the outpouring of thoughtfulness you have shown me this past couple of weeks. It has been a comfort to know that there are other people out there who have been through this, or been through something similar. I have cried so much and hurt so much and have felt so alone at times, it is nice to know that I have people out there thinking of me and that some foof you know exactly how I am feeling. As hard as it will be to talk about it, I feel that I owe many of you the story of what took my precious darling away from this life so soon. I know it may have come as a surprise to those of you who do not live close to us and who were touched by her at one time or another in her many travels during her life.
Back in August, we found a quarter-sized lump on Sabiyn’s hind foot. It was a bit smaller upon first sighting and we originally thought it may have just been a splinter or some foreign object got under her skin and got infected. When it started getting larger, it was time to take her to the doctors. We brought her to our normal animal doctor over at Capitol Hill Animal Care. They seemed to know right away that it was not some sort of splinter under her skin, but instead a type of tumor that had grown. We of course cringed at the talk of “tumors”, however at the time the doctor did not seem to be THAT concerned about it aside from the fact it needed to be removed and tested.
We made the appt. for surgery and hoped for the best outcome. When we brought Sabiyn back from the surgery she had a cone around her head and a bandage on her leg – I had posted a few photos of her back then because she was doing very well in her recovery, but was having a hard time with the cone on her head. We were basically given instructions to just keep an eye on her, give her antibiotics and to take her back in a couple of weeks to have her sutures removed. The other thing we were told is that the tumor would be sent off to a lab for a biopsy – but this was nothing to be overly concerned about as it was standard protocol. So, a couple of weeks went by, her sutures were removed and her leg healed up very nicely. The doctor told us to just keep an eye on the site of the tumor to make sure nothing grew back.
Around that time I received a call from the doctor with the results of the biopsy. We found out then the exact type of tumor that Sabiyn had was known as a mast-cell tumor and this type of disease is mostly common to only dogs. The doctor also told me at that time that the one that was removed from her leg was found to be malignant, however all of her blood tests for the rest of her body came back good. I of course was a bit concerned knowing now that my cat had encountered some type of cancer and asked if there was anything else we needed to do for follow up. At this time the doctor was confident that they had gotten almost 99% of the tumor out of her body and that we should just watch for any changes in the site it was removed from, also any sort of behavior changes too. I felt a little more comforted after this discussion, even knowing that the tumor had been found cancerous, however we just went back to our normal daily lives at that point.
A couple of weeks after all of this when petting Sabiyn on the head and neck area, I found a small lump. At first I thought that maybe it was a spider bite or something similar to that as there was only one and it was small. Thinking nothing of it, I just decided to keep my eyes on it for the next few days and see what happened. Well, the unexpected happened – in a few days that one lump turned into at least 3 or 4 in the same area, and upon further searching we found many others in different areas of her body. The very next day, I contacted the vet’s office to alert them of the situation and they promptly told me to get her in as soon as we could. By the time (about 3 or maybe 4 days later), we got her into Cap hill animal care, the new lumps had spread even more rapidly and grown in size. We were hoping it was maybe something completely different then the mast-cells, however, we knew deep down that this was most likely the cause of these new growths.
After an examination by the doctor and many gasps from her over how many had popped up in such a short amount of time, we knew it was the same thing. We then wanted to know what we could do to help our poor beloved kitty cat to be rid of these horrible lumps everywhere. This was not going to be an easy task, per the doctor as the best method for clearing an animal (usually a dog) of these lumps was surgery and complete removal of them. Due to the amount of tumors and how widespread they were she noted that this was not an option (obviously) in this case. So after some research was done, as there is not much information out there at ALL for felines with this disease, it was decided that we should try putting her on a steroid called Prednisone that is usually prescribed for dogs. We were happy to try whatever it would take to make her feel better and to stop the lumps from growing so rapidly, as we had been told that aside from this cancer, she was very, very healthy for her age (15).
Two weeks or so on the steroid went by and there was sadly little to no change in the tumors – in fact after this time, we had noticed that there were new tumors appearing that we knew were not there prior to this treatment. We contacted the animal hospital and they recommended stopping the dosage as it was not helping her. The doctor then told me she would do some research and try to contact a few oncologists and get back to me. After waiting over a week and not hearing anything, I decided to do my own research. After a day or so, I didn’t find much at all online aside from the things we had already tried so it was time to try to reach out to a specialist.
I am not sure how exactly I found VRCC- I believe I just did a search for Veterinary oncologists in the Denver area and they kept popping up. I called as soon as I found the number and spoke with someone in the oncology dept. I knew right away that this was the right place to go to as they were very knowledgeable about the disease and how it affected not only dogs, but cats as well. I set up an appt. and we again had hope that we could help our baby get through this…
Sabiyn after her surgery with the "cone" on her head
An older photo of my baby when she was feeling quite a bit better
Part 2 of 2 (written with a lot of tears...)
Our first visit to the VRCC was a little bit scary as I was not sure what to expect. They were known as a hospital and an emergency care center, but I wasn’t sure how their “normal” daily operations were. As we approached the large building I just kept my chin up and tried to stay positive about what this new experience was going to be like.
I was pleasantly surprised with the whole situation. Even though the waiting area was huge, the staff in this area was very attentive to every single person and pet that was there. There was a sort of strange comfort as well in the entirety of these surroundings. I knew that we had made the right decision in coming to VRCC even before we met the oncologist. We filled out all of our paperwork and then it was time to meet with the doctor. We were brought to a comfortable treatment room and spoke with one of the assistants while waiting. She was very concerned about our comfort and Sabiyn’s as well which again was surprising and helped us feel more at ease while waiting for the dr.’s arrival. Then entered Dr. Elmslie, whom after a very brief time of speaking to us, we knew was going to do whatever she could to help us out in this situation. She was compassionate, caring and very, very understanding. And even though she was very to the point in explaining our options and what the situation was that we were dealing with, she took care in doing this in a way that felt comforting and hopeful. It also helped that she told us her personal story of having a cat that was diagnosed with cancer and how difficult of a time she had of it herself.
After several tests were done and a full examination by Dr. Elmslie was complete we now were able to find out what (if anything), could be done to help our little baby. It was determined that we had already attempted the two best and well known methods of dealing with this disease (those being the removal of tumors by surgery and following up with a steroid to help stop the spread of it), however she knew of one other option we had at this point and wanted to share the details with us so we could at least think about giving it a try. This option was a brand new and highly experimental chemo-therapy drug. Basically still in the “testing” mode, but having amazing results , Palladia is a new drug that oncologists are using to fight off the Mast Cell tumor disease, (in canines). The only other option we had at this point was to do absolutely nothing and watch the tumors spread more rapidly and in time, take Sabiyn’s life. Since it wasn’t going to be thousands of dollars in cost as we had initially feared it would be, we decided it wouldn’t hurt to at least give it a try to see how it might work. The only small downside to this option was that because it was in the experimental phase, we would have to bring her into the dr’s office once a week to have blood tests and follow up exams. This was not a horrible trade-off, we decided, if we could at least extend her life for a bit longer and keep it at a good quality by taking away some of the discomfort she was experiencing from the tumors, (They were causing itchiness and extensive amounts of histamine to build up in her body), let’s just go for it.
Week 1 & 2 of Chemo
So chemotherapy began with high hopes and the dr.’s positive attitude of this option, however, there were of course a few concerns over any side effects she may experience. Week one went without a hitch. She took her medicine as scheduled without any troubles and by the end of this time we had noticed that her tumors had actually shrunk in size and there weren’t any new ones that had popped up. This was great news! Not only that, but she hadn’t been sick or behaving any differently as we had feared might happen with the high dosage of chemicals she was now taking in. We went for the first follow up appt. to confirm our thoughts and discoveries.
The doctor was very pleased with the results of the blood work and was able to confirm our beliefs that the tumors she currently had were shrinking in size. We were sent home with the second week’s dose of chemo and instructions to of course contact the dr. should anything abnormal arise. Week two went along well again without any major issues. We however did not see the same drastic results we saw in the first week of any more of the tumors shrinking, but we did notice that again there were not any new growths anywhere on her body. Our second follow up appt. went well again, with the dr. noting that it seemed as though the disease had stabilized and that this was still a good sign even though we did not continue to see the shrinking of the lumps this time around. We stayed very positive and took our 3rd week’s chemotherapy dosage home with our beloved furball.
Week 3 of chemotherapy
In the third week, we had begun to see some unwanted changes in Sabiyn’s behavior. Not only was she keeping more to herself, but her eating had diminished a bit, even when offered her absolutely favorite food. She had also started to become sick to her stomach a few times every other day which was not a surprise since we knew that could be a side effect of the chemo, however it was something we were hoping would not happen. Also after the second or third day of the week we began to notice something we tried very hard to ignore...her smaller tumors had actually grown in size to be larger than they were initially and we were beginning to find new ones in areas that we knew for certain there were none on the previous week. (including on the top of her head and right in front of one of her eyes.)
We decided to at least attempt to give her the second dose of three in the middle of the week and see if it made a difference. Sadly on this day, she only ingested about half of the dose as she was not eating her food as she had been the previous week. We also noticed that she was staying away from us more frequently and sitting in a chair far away from us with her head hung very low. Her sickness was also increasing to at least 2 times a day or more and because she wasn’t eating it appeared to be physically hurting her at this point. The next morning, I contacted the oncology dept. at VRCC as they had instructed us to if anything odd or different came up. I explained the entire situation and they recommended stopping the chemotherapy for that week. (She only had one dose left at this point). Since we had an appt. scheduled for the beginning of week 4, they told us to plan on keeping that appt. and to bring her in, providing us with a number for emergencies however if anything else came up in the few days that were remaining before this appt.
The Final Weekend
On the Friday before Sabiyn’s last day with us she was again very hesitant to eat her food even though we didn’t add her dosage of chemo to it. We stayed with her and cuddled her as much as we could that night, noticing even more tumors covering places in her body that we knew previously were ok to pet. Over the weekend she became increasingly distant and barely ate any of her food on Saturday. Starting very early on Sunday a.m. she was getting sick to her stomach about every 2 hours, sometimes getting so sick that there was blood. She was still able to drink water at this point; however she was not eating anything we tried to give her, even her absolute favorite treats. We spent that night cuddled up with her for the small periods of time she was not getting sick, knowing in our hearts that this not how we had envisioned things would be turning out.
Monday, November 16th 2009
After a sleepless night for all of us and many MANY tears shed, it was time to bring Sabiyn to see Dr. Elmslie to find out what, if anything could be done for her at this point. I have to admit, I was in complete denial at that point about the entire situation. I even had it in my head that the dr. was going to give us some miracle drug that was found over the weekend that was going to magically make everything better for Sabiyn.
As we entered the building I didn’t even let the thought pass in my mind that this was going to be last day that I would be with her in this life. We were brought back to the examination room and the assistant spoke with us a bit about what had been happening to Sabiyn and then let us know the dr. would be in soon. As the doctor came in and started looking at our poor baby, I knew that I did not want to hear what she had to tell us. She determined that we were correct about the size of the tumors and the fact that there were many, many more that were not present the week before. At this point she also did some tests that signified that Sabiyn was completely dehydrated at this point and in quite a bit of discomfort.
She let us know that there were not many options at this point and that no matter which one we chose, the outcome was going to be the same. It was just a matter of time now. She stated that we could have Sabiyn stay at the hospital for 24 to 48 hrs so that they could put a sort of IV in her to rehydrate her properly and they would keep her in a cage so that she could be monitored. The other option was that we could attach a special pocket of liquid to her by a surgical procedure and take her home and hope that the pocket of liquid got absorbed quickly enough by her body to keep her alert. Both of these options however, would be very temporary and there was no guarantee that they would even work. The best the dr. could tell us was that we might be able to extend her life for a few days, or maybe until the end of the week but her quality of life would not be anywhere near what it had been.
At this point she left Tim & I alone to discuss the situation and I even called my mother as I had never been faced with this sort of decision in my life and I really didn’t know which way to turn. My closest friend, my child, and my companion who had shown me what unconditional love for the past 15 years was NOT going to get better. Should I be selfish and keep her alive at an animal hospital with tubes attached to her not knowing if it would even help just so that I could see her adorable face for even one more day? Or should I do what the dr., the love of my life and my mother pleaded with me was the humane and loving thing to do for her?
After crying and crying until my eyes hurt and feeling so much confusion in my heart and mind for what seemed to be hours on end and looking at her adorable face trying not to completely fall apart I had to make what has been the hardest decision in my entire life.
I sent my baby to the rainbow bridge.
RIP Sabiyn 3/1994 - 11/2009 - Never Forgotten...
Our first visit to the VRCC was a little bit scary as I was not sure what to expect. They were known as a hospital and an emergency care center, but I wasn’t sure how their “normal” daily operations were. As we approached the large building I just kept my chin up and tried to stay positive about what this new experience was going to be like.
I was pleasantly surprised with the whole situation. Even though the waiting area was huge, the staff in this area was very attentive to every single person and pet that was there. There was a sort of strange comfort as well in the entirety of these surroundings. I knew that we had made the right decision in coming to VRCC even before we met the oncologist. We filled out all of our paperwork and then it was time to meet with the doctor. We were brought to a comfortable treatment room and spoke with one of the assistants while waiting. She was very concerned about our comfort and Sabiyn’s as well which again was surprising and helped us feel more at ease while waiting for the dr.’s arrival. Then entered Dr. Elmslie, whom after a very brief time of speaking to us, we knew was going to do whatever she could to help us out in this situation. She was compassionate, caring and very, very understanding. And even though she was very to the point in explaining our options and what the situation was that we were dealing with, she took care in doing this in a way that felt comforting and hopeful. It also helped that she told us her personal story of having a cat that was diagnosed with cancer and how difficult of a time she had of it herself.
After several tests were done and a full examination by Dr. Elmslie was complete we now were able to find out what (if anything), could be done to help our little baby. It was determined that we had already attempted the two best and well known methods of dealing with this disease (those being the removal of tumors by surgery and following up with a steroid to help stop the spread of it), however she knew of one other option we had at this point and wanted to share the details with us so we could at least think about giving it a try. This option was a brand new and highly experimental chemo-therapy drug. Basically still in the “testing” mode, but having amazing results , Palladia is a new drug that oncologists are using to fight off the Mast Cell tumor disease, (in canines). The only other option we had at this point was to do absolutely nothing and watch the tumors spread more rapidly and in time, take Sabiyn’s life. Since it wasn’t going to be thousands of dollars in cost as we had initially feared it would be, we decided it wouldn’t hurt to at least give it a try to see how it might work. The only small downside to this option was that because it was in the experimental phase, we would have to bring her into the dr’s office once a week to have blood tests and follow up exams. This was not a horrible trade-off, we decided, if we could at least extend her life for a bit longer and keep it at a good quality by taking away some of the discomfort she was experiencing from the tumors, (They were causing itchiness and extensive amounts of histamine to build up in her body), let’s just go for it.
Week 1 & 2 of Chemo
So chemotherapy began with high hopes and the dr.’s positive attitude of this option, however, there were of course a few concerns over any side effects she may experience. Week one went without a hitch. She took her medicine as scheduled without any troubles and by the end of this time we had noticed that her tumors had actually shrunk in size and there weren’t any new ones that had popped up. This was great news! Not only that, but she hadn’t been sick or behaving any differently as we had feared might happen with the high dosage of chemicals she was now taking in. We went for the first follow up appt. to confirm our thoughts and discoveries.
The doctor was very pleased with the results of the blood work and was able to confirm our beliefs that the tumors she currently had were shrinking in size. We were sent home with the second week’s dose of chemo and instructions to of course contact the dr. should anything abnormal arise. Week two went along well again without any major issues. We however did not see the same drastic results we saw in the first week of any more of the tumors shrinking, but we did notice that again there were not any new growths anywhere on her body. Our second follow up appt. went well again, with the dr. noting that it seemed as though the disease had stabilized and that this was still a good sign even though we did not continue to see the shrinking of the lumps this time around. We stayed very positive and took our 3rd week’s chemotherapy dosage home with our beloved furball.
Week 3 of chemotherapy
In the third week, we had begun to see some unwanted changes in Sabiyn’s behavior. Not only was she keeping more to herself, but her eating had diminished a bit, even when offered her absolutely favorite food. She had also started to become sick to her stomach a few times every other day which was not a surprise since we knew that could be a side effect of the chemo, however it was something we were hoping would not happen. Also after the second or third day of the week we began to notice something we tried very hard to ignore...her smaller tumors had actually grown in size to be larger than they were initially and we were beginning to find new ones in areas that we knew for certain there were none on the previous week. (including on the top of her head and right in front of one of her eyes.)
We decided to at least attempt to give her the second dose of three in the middle of the week and see if it made a difference. Sadly on this day, she only ingested about half of the dose as she was not eating her food as she had been the previous week. We also noticed that she was staying away from us more frequently and sitting in a chair far away from us with her head hung very low. Her sickness was also increasing to at least 2 times a day or more and because she wasn’t eating it appeared to be physically hurting her at this point. The next morning, I contacted the oncology dept. at VRCC as they had instructed us to if anything odd or different came up. I explained the entire situation and they recommended stopping the chemotherapy for that week. (She only had one dose left at this point). Since we had an appt. scheduled for the beginning of week 4, they told us to plan on keeping that appt. and to bring her in, providing us with a number for emergencies however if anything else came up in the few days that were remaining before this appt.
The Final Weekend
On the Friday before Sabiyn’s last day with us she was again very hesitant to eat her food even though we didn’t add her dosage of chemo to it. We stayed with her and cuddled her as much as we could that night, noticing even more tumors covering places in her body that we knew previously were ok to pet. Over the weekend she became increasingly distant and barely ate any of her food on Saturday. Starting very early on Sunday a.m. she was getting sick to her stomach about every 2 hours, sometimes getting so sick that there was blood. She was still able to drink water at this point; however she was not eating anything we tried to give her, even her absolute favorite treats. We spent that night cuddled up with her for the small periods of time she was not getting sick, knowing in our hearts that this not how we had envisioned things would be turning out.
Monday, November 16th 2009
After a sleepless night for all of us and many MANY tears shed, it was time to bring Sabiyn to see Dr. Elmslie to find out what, if anything could be done for her at this point. I have to admit, I was in complete denial at that point about the entire situation. I even had it in my head that the dr. was going to give us some miracle drug that was found over the weekend that was going to magically make everything better for Sabiyn.
As we entered the building I didn’t even let the thought pass in my mind that this was going to be last day that I would be with her in this life. We were brought back to the examination room and the assistant spoke with us a bit about what had been happening to Sabiyn and then let us know the dr. would be in soon. As the doctor came in and started looking at our poor baby, I knew that I did not want to hear what she had to tell us. She determined that we were correct about the size of the tumors and the fact that there were many, many more that were not present the week before. At this point she also did some tests that signified that Sabiyn was completely dehydrated at this point and in quite a bit of discomfort.
She let us know that there were not many options at this point and that no matter which one we chose, the outcome was going to be the same. It was just a matter of time now. She stated that we could have Sabiyn stay at the hospital for 24 to 48 hrs so that they could put a sort of IV in her to rehydrate her properly and they would keep her in a cage so that she could be monitored. The other option was that we could attach a special pocket of liquid to her by a surgical procedure and take her home and hope that the pocket of liquid got absorbed quickly enough by her body to keep her alert. Both of these options however, would be very temporary and there was no guarantee that they would even work. The best the dr. could tell us was that we might be able to extend her life for a few days, or maybe until the end of the week but her quality of life would not be anywhere near what it had been.
At this point she left Tim & I alone to discuss the situation and I even called my mother as I had never been faced with this sort of decision in my life and I really didn’t know which way to turn. My closest friend, my child, and my companion who had shown me what unconditional love for the past 15 years was NOT going to get better. Should I be selfish and keep her alive at an animal hospital with tubes attached to her not knowing if it would even help just so that I could see her adorable face for even one more day? Or should I do what the dr., the love of my life and my mother pleaded with me was the humane and loving thing to do for her?
After crying and crying until my eyes hurt and feeling so much confusion in my heart and mind for what seemed to be hours on end and looking at her adorable face trying not to completely fall apart I had to make what has been the hardest decision in my entire life.
I sent my baby to the rainbow bridge.
RIP Sabiyn 3/1994 - 11/2009 - Never Forgotten...
