First of all, I would like to thank all of you for your kind support through this trying time. You have all been wonderful, and you helped me get through.
However, Tigger's neurological condition had not improved. The tests all came back clean. His body was improving, but his mind was not. The diabetes, bacterial infection, dehydration, and starvation were not the reason for his worst problem. There were no other problems with him physically. He was unaware of his surroundings and unable to control his body. He would not respond to us like he should.
The doctor said the problem with his brain most likely would have occurred whether he was out or at home, and may have been the reason he never came home. He had no idea where he was or how to take care of himself. A brain tumor was the most likely reason.
So, at noon today we said our last good byes. Our daughter met with us as she practically grew up with him, and considered him to be her cat. We shed some tears, but were grateful that we had the opportunity to see him one last time. It gave us closure. Tonight as the sun set, Tigger was put to sleep.
So I packed up his belongings and put them away. I had held on to them with hope all of these weeks. It will be hard to not be looking for him as I drive down the street. I have a particular sound I make with my mouth, a bit like a loud, long, projected kiss that I used to call him when I wanted him to come to me. While he was missing I would go to the front door and call him to see if he would come. Tonight, in his memory, I called to him one last time.
Rest in peace Tigger. You will be missed.
