Adinar
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Well, we just got back and I'm sad to say Dante had to be put to sleep.
I came in to check on him after work and he just looked terrible. I had the feeling this was coming, and I just couldn't bare seeing him like that. He was so tiny, so skinny, and weak. I was afraid just picking him up might hurt him if I made a wrong move. I sat in here with him a little bit, debating once again what to do when he suddenly began gasping for air. Right then and there I knew it was time.
Our vet is about an hour and a half away, I swear the drive seemed like eternity. At first he barely moved, and looked unaware of his surroundings. Seemed to be fading in and out. One minute he was laying there still as can be, the next he was trying to get out of his kritter keeper. I took him out and he quickly made his way to my shoulder and settled down, I guess he must've known.
Waiting in the office was horrible, but we knew it was for the best. The vet assured us we had made the right decision. I'm glad we did it, and am regretting not doing it for him sooner. I guess there's no way to tell if he was in pain or not. So I took one last look at him as the vet held him and I finished the paperwork. It was so difficult walking out of the vets office a few minutes later with an empty cage.
As rough as this is I know we gave him the best home he could've had. He had owners who loved him. He didn't have to live in a filthy tank with 20 other geckos, constantly fighting for food, and just being all around miserable. I'm just glad he didn't have to die alone in that horrible pet store.
~ Rest easy, little one. No more sickness or pain. You're missed terribly already. ~
- Sorry if this is long, babbeling and has no point in being posted. It just helps getting this stuff out.
I came in to check on him after work and he just looked terrible. I had the feeling this was coming, and I just couldn't bare seeing him like that. He was so tiny, so skinny, and weak. I was afraid just picking him up might hurt him if I made a wrong move. I sat in here with him a little bit, debating once again what to do when he suddenly began gasping for air. Right then and there I knew it was time.
Our vet is about an hour and a half away, I swear the drive seemed like eternity. At first he barely moved, and looked unaware of his surroundings. Seemed to be fading in and out. One minute he was laying there still as can be, the next he was trying to get out of his kritter keeper. I took him out and he quickly made his way to my shoulder and settled down, I guess he must've known.
Waiting in the office was horrible, but we knew it was for the best. The vet assured us we had made the right decision. I'm glad we did it, and am regretting not doing it for him sooner. I guess there's no way to tell if he was in pain or not. So I took one last look at him as the vet held him and I finished the paperwork. It was so difficult walking out of the vets office a few minutes later with an empty cage.
As rough as this is I know we gave him the best home he could've had. He had owners who loved him. He didn't have to live in a filthy tank with 20 other geckos, constantly fighting for food, and just being all around miserable. I'm just glad he didn't have to die alone in that horrible pet store.
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~ Rest easy, little one. No more sickness or pain. You're missed terribly already. ~
- Sorry if this is long, babbeling and has no point in being posted. It just helps getting this stuff out.