We lost our beloved Sebastian, a 14.5 year-old Chantilly tonight. When I got home, he gave one last meow as I saw that his left leg was caught in the mini blinds, and he was stuck there; we think he got one last bolt of adrenaline and climbed up the back of a chair and perhaps was trying to climb up the blinds, almost trying to escape his pain and fate. I took his leg out, and within seconds his little head tilted to the side, I held him and told him to "try to hold on", rushed him down to the vets but he was gone. He had a very bad time these last 3 weeks, in and out of vets, being severely constipated, having to stay overnight to get unblocked, then picked up an upper respiratory infection, wasn't eating or drinking anymore, we were syringe feeding him, and was just so very worn down and I guess his time on Earth was up. The vet said "there was probably something else going on, something no one could pick up on, maybe his heart or lungs, this just wasn't from these last three weeks", and I think he is right. I brought him home and broke the news to my wife, we cried, held him, kissed him, talked about the fun times that we had, how we did everything we could for him and none of us have any regrets, him included, how we rescued him and took in in off the streets of Allentown, he would've been dead many years ago, how we had 12 GREAT years with him, how we loved him and how the vet said "I think he made the decision for you, so you didn't have to put him down" and I believe that too.
We will FOREVER LOVE YOU "Sea bass", you were a great son and we will see you again someday!!! We love you Mr. Seebs!!!!