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RIP, baby
(October 24, 2003)
Elvis died yesterday.
A few days ago he started to seem lethargic, but he was still eating and drinking and purring when brushed and petted. But still I made a vet appointment for today. Yesterday, his lethargy turned into more of a serious thing, with obvious respiratory problems. Though he still purred when brushed and petted.
So instead of waiting for today's vet appointment, he and I piled into the car and went to Angell Memorial. They're so great there. "I need an evaluation on a fifteen year old diabetic cat!" the admitting nurse said over the PA the instant I walked up to the desk. A doctor, Dr. Whelan, ran right out, took Schmelv back and put him on a respirator.
He went into heart failure though, and they couldn't save him.
He was a good boy. Our "little old man" because he was so serious all the time. "Stinky boy" because the insulin made his poop smell like a superfund site.
We'll miss him.
(Elvis, right, with his brother Donovan)
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