Today we broke the vessel, the waters poured in at the bridge.....Our
little Schmoozy Ollie took that last car ride. I wasn't sure if he'd
live through the ride, I found him comatose this morning. At the vet...
tests... bad news... Low blood sugar (33) despite his pred. a tumor
almost 2 inches in his belly that wasn't there 2 short months ago at
his check up. yucky poohs, ....it was bad. He had eaten his soup, stole
some of the other kids too, last night, then hid behind the doggy bed
to snooze last night. Odd for him, but there was nothing else to tell
me something was wrong.....

Ollie was a Slightly Used kid, coming to live with the gang when his
crack addicted Mommy realized not only did she need to get help, but
her kids did too, as she had not been caring well for them. Lollie, his
best friend came too.They had to re-learn manners, how to use the potty
box, and to trust again.Ollie, ever so mellow had to gain strength in
his hind legs, due to mal nutrition, and extended cage time. He was
ever the trooper, He loved his soup, Mommy got him a des. implant
because he was adrenal, and about 6 months later, he started with
insulinoma. Despite all that, he was such a sweet little guy.I never
could get a kiss from him, but whisker kisses abounded. He never did
figure out toys, but a box was the greatest present for him, and a
clean blanket was pure heaven. A serious schmooze after soup was always
a requirement. He loved his face rubbed,ears scratched and serious
lovin at those times.

I miss him, my schmoozle woozle, and there's another little tear in
mommys heart, where Ollie took a piece with him to the bridge.

Cindy and the Slightly Used Gang

[Posted in FML 7377]