It seems I am in need of the GoFundMe service a lot sooner than expected, and for a much sadder reason.
Tonight was incredibly difficult that has left me both emotionally and financially drained.
Back track a little over a year ago, to September 24, 2013. I had just moved to Ottawa and I felt that it was time to get a little companion. I was alone in my apartment quite often while not at work, so I thought the presence of a cat would be ideal. I knew, without a doubt, that I would adopt a senior cat from my local humane society. I only looked at photos of available cats for less than 2 minutes until I saw her: the most precious little black cat that called out to me, even through just a picture. Her name was Baby.
I arrived to the OHS that afternoon and asked to see her. After wandering around for about an hour, I visited Baby's cage at least three times and every time, she greated me with purrs, meows, rubs and love. I took her home that afternoon.
As days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, I had grown incredibly attached to my Baby, who was given the new name of Beebee. She was my shadow; she followed me wherever I went, had to be in the bathroom when I was, and slept on my lap every day and between my legs at night. She definitly lived up to her previous name... she was my baby. As time went on further, I found myself unable to complete my day without being with her. As my boyfriend works long hours during the day, she was my only company. We stayed together always... she would even come when I called her.
She was in relatively good health with no problems the entire time I had her. She was the sweetest, most wonderful little baby of mine. I loved her with all my heart and I was sure that she loved me in return.
But it came to a sudden, heart shattering conclusion that no one was prepared for, not even me.
On the night of November 26, 2014, I awoke from a nap to find my beloved 9 year-old cat convulsing violently on the floor. She had never had a seizure for the entire duration that I've had her and suddenly, she was having one after the other. After 4 seizures in a span of 30 minutes, I rushed her to the vet. She was heavily sedated to help stop the seizures, but the vet informed me that she had another violent seizure on the table, lasting almost 5 minutes. The situation was very dire...
After more medication and blood work, the cause was determined to be much more extensive than outside the brain, meaning there was most likely a tumour in her brain. If she there was any change of her recovering, it only meant the massive seizures would continue forever, becoming worth with time. She would have brain damage and only more problems with her bodily system as she continued living.
But I knew at that moment... that I could not let my precious Beebee live such a life. I asked the vet about the chances of recovery, demanding he tell me straight forward; the chances were very slim... and he suggested I consider quality of life.
I did not hesitate. My Beebee would not suffer. I told him to prepare the euthansia.
My boyfriend and I spent our final minutes with her and I'd like to think that she knew we were there with her. When we were ready, the vet put the injection in place and she was gone within seconds, just proving how weak and tired she was already.
And just like that... in a matter of about 4 hours, I went from brushing my beloved little Beebee to saying goodbye. It was one of the hardest moments in my life.
My boyfriend and I have struggled with bills for over a year now, but have always gotten by. However this has caught us both completely blind-sided. The entire session was extremely expensive, but it was no question to give the best care I could to my Beebee (and I know that other pet owners feel the same way).
The total of Beebee's medical bills for those last 4 hours cost us $630. I really want to put my beloved kitty to rest and would be so appreciative beyond words if anyone could help. If not, I please ask that you spread the word along.
Please help bring peace to Beebee: www.gofundme.com/beebee2
Anything helps... and your generosity is greatly appreciated beyond any words...
Thank you and much love to you all.
