I failed her. I did. I fully accept that, as painful and as hard as that is. But I failed her. I did not step in soon enough. And when I did, I did not do enough.
So now, little Pirate (Pirata) has died. She spent her last time on earth in our courtyard...she had had a bit to drink and a tiny bit to eat...but she was breathing laboriously. Painfully thin. We tried...but we failed her. And NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAYS..so….please don't say it...that is the way it will be. I don't want platitudes. I failed this little life...that came to me for help.
Now we have a veterinarian. He is, in the modern parlance..."woke."...My husaband went down to pay him for his services tonight, since he refused at the time....and they wound up talking for over an hour. The vet is a good guy. He advised us not to say a word about "the plan" to anyone....because the regular Italian people don't have the money to neuter their pets.....so we would wind up with a dozen cats at our door.
Also....he understands about fascism....climate change....he is concerned about "the children"....we will work together to stop the unwanted baby kittens. Shhhhhhhh!!!!
As sad as I am about my baby Pirate....I was able to grab Scruff and get drops into his/her eyes....he was not happy.....not happy....not. Took off like a bat out of hell when I let him go.....I cleaned out a whole bunch of gunk and got two good doses of drops in each eye. He disappeared for about five minutes and then came back to eat some more....and I made sure I pet him again.
I'm so sorry, little Pirata……..you were dealt a mortal blow soon after your birth....and I did not help you soon enough.....I am so sorry.
So now, little Pirate (Pirata) has died. She spent her last time on earth in our courtyard...she had had a bit to drink and a tiny bit to eat...but she was breathing laboriously. Painfully thin. We tried...but we failed her. And NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAYS..so….please don't say it...that is the way it will be. I don't want platitudes. I failed this little life...that came to me for help.
Now we have a veterinarian. He is, in the modern parlance..."woke."...My husaband went down to pay him for his services tonight, since he refused at the time....and they wound up talking for over an hour. The vet is a good guy. He advised us not to say a word about "the plan" to anyone....because the regular Italian people don't have the money to neuter their pets.....so we would wind up with a dozen cats at our door.
Also....he understands about fascism....climate change....he is concerned about "the children"....we will work together to stop the unwanted baby kittens. Shhhhhhhh!!!!
As sad as I am about my baby Pirate....I was able to grab Scruff and get drops into his/her eyes....he was not happy.....not happy....not. Took off like a bat out of hell when I let him go.....I cleaned out a whole bunch of gunk and got two good doses of drops in each eye. He disappeared for about five minutes and then came back to eat some more....and I made sure I pet him again.
I'm so sorry, little Pirata……..you were dealt a mortal blow soon after your birth....and I did not help you soon enough.....I am so sorry.
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