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A long time ago my little Budgie boy, Artemis, was diagnosed with a testicular tumour.
I knew that meant that I would eventually have to make a very, very difficult decision.
At first I was really worried. When would I know that it was time for Artemis to go? How could I make such a decision over his life? How would I truly know that his quality of life was suffering so much that it would be better for him to be gently eased out of this world?
People told me I would just know. Artemis would let me know.
This morning Artemis let me know.
He was very fluffed up and not interacting with the other Budgies. He did eat but it seemed to be a real effort for him to get moving. His breathing was also more laboured than what I've come to expect from him. He didn't want to do anything and was closing his eyes a lot when I was around.
Yet I was still too scared and hesitant to end his life.
Tonight he is sleeping very puffed up. He will not respond to my voice. I now have to make that very difficult decision.
Artemis will be going to the vets at 9:30am tomorrow morning. He will go to sleep peacefully there and will never wake up again. I think I can finally see that it is time to say goodbye.
I love you Artemis!
I knew that meant that I would eventually have to make a very, very difficult decision.
At first I was really worried. When would I know that it was time for Artemis to go? How could I make such a decision over his life? How would I truly know that his quality of life was suffering so much that it would be better for him to be gently eased out of this world?
People told me I would just know. Artemis would let me know.
This morning Artemis let me know.
He was very fluffed up and not interacting with the other Budgies. He did eat but it seemed to be a real effort for him to get moving. His breathing was also more laboured than what I've come to expect from him. He didn't want to do anything and was closing his eyes a lot when I was around.
Yet I was still too scared and hesitant to end his life.
Tonight he is sleeping very puffed up. He will not respond to my voice. I now have to make that very difficult decision.
Artemis will be going to the vets at 9:30am tomorrow morning. He will go to sleep peacefully there and will never wake up again. I think I can finally see that it is time to say goodbye.
I love you Artemis!
i think he is trying to let you know. dont feel bad he had the best life he could but there is a place for him even if you dont belive in god he has gone somware to think foundly of you in those last days
