The DWM has lost the remaining founding member, Tasha Queen of the Unstuffed Stuffed Squeaky Toys. A mass had been found on her liver last May and while Sweetie and Anna have been the direct beneficiaries of the medical care, Tasha was always looked after with the hope that once everything surrounding her sisters ended, she would get the care she needed.
Unfortunately, that was not to be. She has gradually been losing weight over the last three months, culminating with a drastic drop the last month. Then the last two weeks saw her turn into skin and bones, with her fur falling out. This past weekend saw her appetite start to waver and her mobility started giving out Monday. Last night she was up every two hours, but could no longer stand- she fell over and could not move. She and I stayed up after the third such turn, spending the night wrapped up in her couch blankets and she in her sling under my night gown- we watched the sun rise and had some mommy and Tashina time. some time before six, I knew in my heart that it was time to let her go
So, Dad made the appointment .... I took her for a meal of chicken nuggets at her favorite drive thru, and then home for an extended beauty nap- not that she needed one. We left for the vet around 2:45, and arrived too early. For once there was no traffic. The vet techs got her ready with an iv, and I held her for a while longer, with her Dad in the room. Then the vet came in and Geoff left- Tasha stayed in the sling next to my heart for the rest of her life. After some time had passed, I gave her over and we left, me barely able to walk, clutching her bankie and sling for dear life.
She comes home in two weeks, and she will never leave me again.
Tasha, Queen of my Heart- until we meet again (1 November 2004 - 7 February 2018)