Early this morning, I put Timbo in a carrier for his trip to the vet for neutering and vaccinations. As a precaution, I asked for him to first be tested for leukemia and FIV even though I felt sure he was fine. He looked healthy, was very active and loving, and had a good appetite. I truly thought the testing was just a formality, but I was sadly mistaken. Sweet little Timbo tested positive for leukemia today and I had to make the decision to gently and humanely let him go to sleep forever. It's the sort of decision I've had to make more times than I wish to remember.
This little guy really stole my heart in a big way. He went from being a very frightened stray hiding in the bushes, to a sweet purring ball of love. He was starving for affection and finally let himself trust me. I'm so glad he did and I'm happy he was loved and cared for inside my home for this time. He was finally trusting enough to be a lap kitty. I had no idea these would be his last days and I was completely taken off guard this morning.
As I held him and watched him take his last breath, I told him I was sorry we didn't have more time together. I also told him I loved him. Silly? Maybe so, but that's how I feel about the stray kitties that come my way. They are homeless through no fault of their own and they deserve to be loved, cared for, and treated with respect. I tried to do that for Timbo. I hope it was enough.
Thank you for all the kind and comforting messages. This situation truly took me by surprise and I wasn't ready for such an outcome. Your kindness is helping my heart to heal and I appreciate every one of you.