The trip was planned. Hotel and Flight booked. 48 hours ago. We knew our boy Jax was having trouble. We had him scheduled for a veterinarian appointment Tuesday the day after I was to leave. In that 48 hours our second rescue kitty of 13+ years and Sammi Jo's first foster kitten Jax crashed hard. He was in real trouble as his mid section (tummy) doubled in size.
We rushed him to the emergency vet at 7 am Monday morning. He could no longer walk and was in labored breathing. The ultra sound confirmed what we had feared. It looked like a tumour on or near his pancreas had burst filling his abdominal cavity with fluid.
We said our goodbyes as his breathing slowed to a stop. Our hearts were breaking.
We then scrambled to make my flight. My heart is broken for the girl person in my life that means everything to me. I also realize now how wrecked I am gonna be when my kitty girl Samantha's time comes. I am not there for either of them right now. My best friends are hurting and I am 1400 miles away. It is the thing I hate most about this career path I have chosen.
As I sit here trying to find the words to type. I look out the window at the world 20,000 feet below. A clown world gone crazy. I wonder if anyone else who might read this has broken down sobbing like I have over their pets? I have had to put this phone down several times as I am having trouble holding back the tears. I do not wish to explain to the couple sitting next to me why I am crying.
Goodbye my sweet sweet Jax kitty. You helped us along with Sammi Jo to change our lives. You should have been with us much longer. We saved you from a very rough start in life and we did the best we could to make your life with us a special time & place.
I know Samantha will not stop looking for you to cuddle with in all the usual places we would find you two together. I will try to find more time to cuddle with her as I know my time together with Sammi is becoming shorter by the day.