Today, Patches had to be helped to cross the Rainbow Bridge. She was 16 years old, and had epilepsy all her life. She's been on strong medications for all those years, and they just stopped working for her.
|This photo is from her younger days, when she fell asleep playing with her rope toy.|
Today, she took a very bad turn. She was having near constant mini-seizures, and Mom noticed she could not even stand up; she would fall right over, and her pupils were very dilated, and not as responsive to bright light as they should have been. It used to be, even when she was "stoned" on her medicines, that Mom or Dad could give her chin rubs, and she'd love it, and lay her head back and have a happy expression. That was gone today. There was no response to those pleasant stimuli. She just wasn't "in there" any more.
So Mom and Dad had to make the very hard choice to take her to the vet and have her helped to cross the Bridge. Patches held on strong for so many years, and she was well loved, but it was finally time for her to let go. May she fly free and whole again on the other side. We will see you again one day, dear Patches.