This afternoon Mary and I had to make that painful, heart wrenching decision to have George euthanized. George has been battling kidney disease and it finally caught up with him. We both believe the loss of Jake compounded his condition and his health just spiraled. Stress weakens the immune system and thus his kidney disease rapidly advanced.
I know I told the story of how George came to live with us but since this is his post I'll repeat it. We had just completed the paper work and as they put Jake in a box for us to take home, a couple came in with our George. He was just a tiny little squirt with eyes just recently opened. No shelter could take him because he needed quarantine space. Mary and I looked at each other, and at the same time said we would take him too. And so he came home that day. George slept against Mary's neck for weeks as he finally started to grow, he was only a week or two younger than Jake.Georgie loved boxes, bathroom sinks, and hiding under our beds. He was a vocal boy and always had to have the last word, at least with me. Sometimes it wasn't a meow but a mumbled type of growl as if to say buzz off, again, only for me.
|George with Inky|
Our boy will be missed and the house will seem empty and quiet. It's hard to believe in just 13 months all our boys are gone.