Tigger was not getting better, Russ and I made the hard decision Thursday morning.
Tigger had begun to fight off his shots, he was howling around the house, thirsty and then excessive peeing and this was about a week after increasing the insulin again. We felt so bad for him and it has been an ongoing conversation between Russ and myself, it was interesting that we were both thinking the same thing Thursday morning – it was time.
So . . . he was put to sleep, out of his misery and left us with years of happy times, laughter at his antics and miss him waking us in the morning and meeting us at the door. Very quiet around the house, he was a busy boy.
We had him cremated, we will bury his ashes in the garden next to our patio and next spring plant a catnip plant over him.
Here is a picture of healthy Tigger taken in November 2011, look at the poor sick guy on my 10/18 post. We did the humane thing.