I took Julio to the vet today to get him evaluated as a possible surgery candidate for the mass in his belly. His breathing had become so labored in the past couple of days that I knew he would not be strong enough yet and in the past couple days he also seemed to be losing weight even though I was feeding him the ‘duck soup’ blend with the extra blended liver for added iron, but I wanted Dr Maddex to have a look at see what she felt in his belly to see if it would be something that might be able to be removed with surgery. Based on his overall decline over the past five days, I had a very strong feeling that this visit might end up with euthanization, but I’m never ready enough.
He is now buried in the yard, along-side my two ferrets I initially brought to Alaska, Sammy and Lala, who also rest next to Ripley the bearded dragon.
The sky is full of rain today, much like the tears falling from my eyes. My heart is heavy and sad that he is gone, but I’m glad he is no longer in pain.
This is how I choose to remember Julio. RIP my little love.
