Losing Frankie has not been easy.
It was completely unexpected and incredibly fast.
I think the whole process of the disease took 4 days from me noticing that distended belly to him going to sleep and not waking up.
What hurts the most I think is that I had prepared myself for bad news when I took him to the vet, but did not get my regular vet. The relief vet was optimistic so I left with a little bit of hope that it was not what I was thinking. He was better in the morning after I gave him the SubQ, then when I got home from work that night I saw that he had quickly deteriorated. Within 3 days of seeing the vet he was gone.
This one hurts, I think I did not completely mourn my Isolde as Frankie stepped into the breech and now that he has gone I feel the loss so much deeper as I have just lost both of them. His mannerisms were so like Tristan as a baby and Isolde took to him I think she thought he was her long lost brother.
Good bye my Frankie be at peace
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I am so deeply sorry that Frankie has gone. May you find peace in your sorrow. He was blessed to have found you, and you were blessed for having shared your heart and home with him.
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