What lengths would you go through for your pet(s)? What hurdles would you jump? How many tests, would you run?
Our pets are truly our children right? Most pets are with us on average 12+ years I imagine. That's a good chunk of our childhood, our formative years, our "first pet" as a couple, our child's first pet... So what would you do when you're on vacation and you get an urgent call about your pet?
Tonight I didn't even hesitate to pick up my friend from the airport as she hurried home when she got this urgent call. Her 13-year-old cat was found laying on the floor, immobile, by it's caregiver. Alive thankuly, but clearly in distress and in need of emergency veterinary care. I know I would have flown home immediately as well. The thought of my pet needing me when it's most vulnerable and in poor health, well, I just can't think of NOT being there. Is that crazy? I don't think so. Our pets are always there for us. For the first love, the first heartbreak, the sad news, and the great news. They come with us when we move and they keep us company when we feel alone. They are part of us and it's only natural that we would want to return their unending love and support when they need us the most.
Tonight I saw a cat that was very sick. I thought he was paralyzed and I was so sad and scared for my friend. The mere thought of her needing to make a decision tonight brought tears to my eyes. He was just laying there still as she cried over him and showered him with love. My heart was breaking with hers. In a panic I told her to pick him up and hold him. I couldn't watch him lay on the steel examination table anymore. He looked hopeless and I needed him to feel the warmth of his owner, his "mother", I needed him to feel the love she had for him so I helped to place him in her arms.
Before she sat down with him he actually lifted his head and looked around. He rubbed noses with her and snuggled into her neck. He began to transform. His breathing, which had been loud and labored, regulated and he became more relaxed. The change in him was nothing short of miraculous. She held him tightly for about half an hour, talking to him, kissing him, and soothing him. He knew he was safe and loved. That's all that mattered. That was all he needed tonight.
We are hoping the big guy will pull through. The vet was optimistic which was reassuring. Whatever the outcome I know there will be peace knowing everything that could have been done, was done, and that both of them will remember that half hour of love and closeness they shared when he needed it the most.
Would you do the same? I know it without a doubt.