Today was Jumper's last day. The catheter was taken out last night with the hope he would be able to pee after everything had been done. He did pee a little bit right after it was taken out, but then he couldn't anymore. He would try to pee, and cry out because he couldn't. We had to put him to sleep. I still don't understand how everything could seem to be fine up until a week ago and now he's gone. It is so sad.
We got to spend time with him before they did it. Mary and I held him and cried, and cried, and cried. Then he got down and walked around and investigated the room and came over for hugs and petting. At one point he lay down and tried to pee and growled really loud. He was trying so hard to pee and couldn't. He was very uncomfortable. We made the decision to go ahead and put him to sleep. There was nothing else that could be done. The vet people said he had fought bravely all week and they were very sorry it had to end this way. He hadn't eaten all week and was still laying in the litter box up until the last day. I think he knew how it would end all along and we prolonged it.
This fish greeted us at the vet's office. I think he was trying to tell us it would be ok. He looked like he was talking and smiling at us. We know we made the right decision for him, but it is still so hard. He is now back home, just not the way we were hoping. We see him everywhere. I know the pain will ease as time goes on, but Jumper will not be forgotten. We love you, Jumper!
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