Dylan We Miss You

It is two weeks ago today that we let our beautiful Dylan go to sleep. It has been a very difficult couple of weeks; lots of tears and "if only's". When we went to collect his ashes on Thursday it all came flooding back. But I know we made the right decision at the right time. Dylan had a love of food and a zest for life, once he could enjoy neither it was wrong to let him linger. At 2 years old he still played like a kitten, he would play 'football' for hours and and it seems strange not to be falling over dozens of fluffy coloured balls everywhere we walk. Coco & Lola don't seem to have the heart for games at the moment, Dylan was such a big character, always the instigator of fun and mischief - I used to call them "Team Dylan" because he was always centre of the action. The girls seem so lost without him, as are we. The house feels far to empty and quiet.  (The picture above is one of the last of Dylan and Lola together, he was quite poorly here but Lola would still follow him around and was happy just to sit with him).  

Goodbye Dylan

6th August 2012: Dylan had taken a turn for the worse. By Sunday evening he hadn't eaten and was hiding himself away under mum's bed. He couldn't even manage a saucer of cat milk. He didn't want to be cuddled, he would just look at us with those beautiful blue eyes and miaow quietly as if to say: "I've had enough". I knew we couldn't let this go on. So on Monday morning we were up at the crack of dawn to spend a last couple of hours with him before we took him in to the vets to be put to sleep. We spent ages with him giving him cuddles and saying goodbye and it was really peaceful at the end. Stuart was so kind to Dylan and us, I don't think I could have got through it without him. Rest in Peace our Beautiful Brave Boy, Dylan. We will never forget the love and joy you gave us in your short life.

Dylan July 2012

Dylan Update

5.8.2012: Despite our worst fears Dylan has rallied a little today. He did little but sleep when he came home yesterday and we were preparing to make the dreaded call this morning but he has amazed us once again. He has eaten little bits and pieces, had a dish of cat milk (a previously banned substance!), had a good wash and a stretch on his scratch post. He then came downstairs and stood by the kitchen door miaowing to be taken for a walk! Luckily the rain held off long enough for this.I didn't bother to put his harness on as he is so poorly now but on our way back indoors he suddenly darted under a tree and a surprised squirrel made a quick getaway up the trunk!  My boy still has a little zest for life. Still I think it took it out of him as he is now sleeping soundly on mum's bed. But he has had a good day and that is all we can hope for now. 

Dylan Update

4.8.2012: Dylan has remained quite poorly so after a discussion with Stuart, my vet, he was admitted for fluids and antibiotics (he has another temperature) on Wednesday morning. He had a stormy course; not eating much and obviously not happy. He wouldn't leave the drip alone so they had to put a buster collar on him which he hated. When I visited he was miserable and kept on crying at me to let him come home.His temperature was very high at one point (over 40 degrees) and the antibiotics don't seem to touch it. Unfortunately, temperature spikes are one of the features of FIP. After talking to Stuart this morning he felt there was not much more they could offer him and we have brought him home so that we can give him some TLC. He says we can ring every day to discuss his progress so that we can decide together when Dylan has had enough and it's time to let him go. Suddenly it's all very real and there are no words.