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[pywacket]

Newguise bleeds every day now.
I watch him so closely. I talk to his vet every couple of days. He hasn't told me it is time to go yet. His pain meds are very good...very very good. But watching this boyo that I love die is so fucking hard. I say it over and over..he's eating, cuddling and talking to us. He isn't his usual spry self, but he is still Mr. Newg.

I'll wait. There are times I just want to end it for him, but he hasn't told me. He's still knocking things off the nightstand and scratching the furniture. I know it isn't long, but he's still here, he's still Newg. I can't explain. I trust that I'll know but DAMN IT I hate to see this in my sweet boyo.

I thank the goddess for this time to say goodbye and for my place as his protector. I accept my pain as his due for being so kind, loving and caring.

I wish it weren't so, Oh Bast hear my plea and give him comfort.

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Mr. Newg

[mattblakk.livejournal.com]

Newg has had a good long life, and will let you know when it's time for him to go. He wants a little while longer to bask in your love and to make sure you're safe in the new home. He loves you madly, and knows that you will care for him, and let him go when he's ready. We should all be so lucky.

I wish I were close enough for him to climb on my back one last time. I will miss my boyfriend the cat.