When I came home from my folks' place last evening, TiGrr still seemed improved, but just around bedtime, he suddenly began to cry out loud, tried to stand from my lap, and fell over repeatedly. He fell off the bed in his attempt to move away, so I picked him up and took him to his favorite spot in front of the radiator in the bathroom, where, in less than one minute, he ceased to breathe.
We are still processing this.
3 comments:
Oh, just awful news, hon.
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I'm so sorry. In spanish I'd say, "I feel it." I do.
Thank you. Your response is a comfort to me.
Becky--SO sorry to hear this! Mr. Grr is in Heaven, but I certainly understand how hard it is for you to have to lose him in this way.
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