I'm so sorry about Caesar.  But you know, he knew you were there when he
needed you most of all.  You saved him from such a terrible death and this
alone is something you should feel good about.  He knew that you'd always
have a little piece of your heart saved just for him and he knew to claim it
when he needed it.

Chris
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From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Nina
Sent: Friday, July 07, 2006 3:30 PM
To: Felvtalk@felineleukemia.org; Paul Hendel
Subject: Ceasar is no longer in pain (please add him to the CLS)

Hello my beloved group,
I just got the call from the vet.  Ceasar had deep puncture wounds that 
were abscessed all over his body, the deepest around his neck and the 
most infected on his rear leg, no wonder my brave little man was 
limping.  He had a high fever and the worst news of all, he was felv+.  
They hadn't yet investigated why his nose was bleeding, or why there was 
blood in his saliva.  The vet, who is always reluctant to recommend 
euthanasia, said if she were Ceasar she wouldn't want to wake up from 
the kind of pain he must have been living with.  I still hesitated, I 
still thought maybe there was a way.  I asked if there could be any 
doubt about his status, the answer was an unequivocal no.  Before we 
left for the vet, he allowed me to stroke him through the grate of the 
trap.  His skin was covered with small lesions, with that gritty feel 
that comes from flea infestation.  Poor little lamb!  He was angry, but 
he didn't try to scratch me, or even hiss.  I spoke softly to him and 
told him how much he was loved and that he was finally home.  I had so 
prayed that I would be bringing him back to comfort and security this 
afternoon.  I had to finally decide to let him go.   I'm so sick about 
not being able to trap him when I first met him, maybe he would be 
healthy today.  I feel like I failed him, my only consolation is that 
he's no longer suffering, he's no longer confined, and he's no longer 
producing felv kittens.  He lived the hard life of a cat on the street 
and I helped him as best I could.  Thank you all for caring about a 
special little feral boy and understanding how he has left an imprint on 
my heart.
Bless you my sweet, brave, clever friend.  I will love you always.
Nina





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