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My cat, Squeaker (so named because his meowing sounded like a squeak), died at 11:45am pacific time (GMT -8 hours) at least partially because of a sprained back. I couldn't find him the last couple days to give him the medication, and found him this morning about 11:00am. He obviously hadn't moved for a long time, and I couldn't get him to drink much.
I'd like to think his last two out of three months were happy ones here. He'd stopped being afraid of everyone and had become playful. His last few minutes, I think, were also decent. I did what I could, which was pet him a little, and listen to his now-disturbing-and-wheezing purr.
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Date: 2006-05-12 12:11 am (UTC)It always hurts to lose a pet.