A Few of Her Favorite Things
Andante, aka Deet, Dante, Deet-Meaux, Meauxie-Butt, Skinny-Butt, Skinny-Butt Purple-Necked Burnt-Butt Meaux, Fuzz-ball.
After a very short but debilitating struggle with lymphoma, Deet passed away in Jenn's lap at the Vet's office at 10:15, Sunday morning, February 4th. The effects of malnutrition and dehydration had left Deet very weak and lethargic during her last few days at home; but she enjoyed a full week of her favorite sunshine in the week before her death. During our visit with the veterinarian, Deet was friendly, inquisitive, affectionate, and comfortable. Given our worst nightmare, we couldn't have asked for better circumstances under which our beautiful daughter and friend to pass.
Deet was cremated, and we have placed some of her ashes with hyancinths planted with The Princess and The Dane, two noble fir seedlings we brought back from Scotland. She will finally be able to enjoy the outdoors as she never could while alive, and always be with her friends, the trees and the birds. She will always be treasured in our hearts.
Deet was a symptom of joy. It's an illness we don't expect to get over. More symptoms will follow, and the memory of the blessing that she was will be part of all of them.
After a very short but debilitating struggle with lymphoma, Deet passed away in Jenn's lap at the Vet's office at 10:15, Sunday morning, February 4th. The effects of malnutrition and dehydration had left Deet very weak and lethargic during her last few days at home; but she enjoyed a full week of her favorite sunshine in the week before her death. During our visit with the veterinarian, Deet was friendly, inquisitive, affectionate, and comfortable. Given our worst nightmare, we couldn't have asked for better circumstances under which our beautiful daughter and friend to pass.
Deet was cremated, and we have placed some of her ashes with hyancinths planted with The Princess and The Dane, two noble fir seedlings we brought back from Scotland. She will finally be able to enjoy the outdoors as she never could while alive, and always be with her friends, the trees and the birds. She will always be treasured in our hearts.
Deet was a symptom of joy. It's an illness we don't expect to get over. More symptoms will follow, and the memory of the blessing that she was will be part of all of them.