My dad took Tigger to the vet to see how much his cancer had progressed because the tumour on his head (next to his ear) had fissured and was leaking fluids. The vet said the tumour had erupted and that it had progressed to his entire ear and behind his left eye (it was almost shut, he could barely open it anymore). The cancer had moved very fast despite my efforts to do alternative vitamin therapy (Jazmin, it did help, trust me!) and it was an agressive skin cancer that went inward and grew with a vengance. Tigger was put to sleep and my father called me at work late yesterday afternoon and told me. Thank God the workday was almost over, I was a complete mess. This is the second cat gone in four and a half months, same diagnosis. Tig was 16, Precious was 19. Now they're together and that gives me comfort.
Thanks to everyone here for all of their prayers. They helped give some time with Tigger that meant so much. He was such a sweetheart!
Lisa
But you were trying your best to extend Tigger's life, and quality of life, and for that you are blessed, indeed. I hope you &/or your dad can also feel Tigger's continuing presence in your lives, much like you've felt Precious', and that that will bring you some much-needed comfort in the days ahead. You've been hit so hard, with 2 losses in such a terribly short time and I'm so sorry about that, too, and understand how much more difficult this can make grief. So make sure you come back to unload on us whenever you need to...we'll all still be here for you.
