Thanks, all. Victor didn't suffer. He never really regained consciousness after the surgery. And if it was FIP, all he had to look forward to was a few days to a week in the hospital, looking forward to our evening visits.

He was lively last night, climbing all over us. His movements were more confident, his irises were looking better. The jaundice in his eyes wasn't getting worse. The vet said his lungs were clearing up -- if they hadn't, I don't think she would have approved the surgery.

I knew there was a chance that he wouldn't make it through the surgery. But it still hurts incredibly.

I'm sorry, Fred. I'm glad that Victor's last evening was a fairly nice one, with you and Hubs.

well dang, no wonder i've been so cranky and crabby this morning - the universe is hurting good people and that's just not on. can't believe i'm crying over other's people's lost pets, it hurts even by proxy. so much ~ma in so many directions. unloading is good.

I'm so sorry you guys.

I've needed to read a lot about losing a pet in the past couple of months, and one thing that gets repeated is that people who feel like they could/should have done more are the people who already have done everything possible (in other words, the people who were shitty pet owners were NOT the ones thinking they could have done more). I'd guess this is the case with Pete and Tzepesh. It feels like a betrayal, but it's not. Which is easy to say, but hard to believe.

So much this.

Man, rough days. Hugs to those who need them.

Thoughts for Jilli and Pete, and for Fred Pete.

Jilli, I'm dreadfully sorry for you, and even moreso for Pete. You guys did absolutely everything you could for Tzepesh, including letting him go when his life was more burden than his little body could support any longer. It always hurts us, even when it's the best thing for them. All my wishes for comfort and ease, for both of you.

Bev said everything beautifully.

My heart is breaking for Pete. It hurts so much to let a beloved pet go and I saw how close they were.

I am sorry, Jilli.

Fred, you are the most caring and supportive pet owner I know. I am sorry for your loss.

I'm sorry FredPete.

So much awful news today. I'm sorry guys (Gud, Pete and Jilli, Fred Pete).

Why did I wait until 5pm to go to the clinic? Am stupid. Why is this kid running around making crashing noises and pretending to trip so he can crash into everything? Apparently it's fun because he's laughing his head off. I want to go home but it's taken a week to get my sick ass here so I better not leave now! Somewhere inside me, deep inside, is an adult.