LEG'S MOODUS
"BRUTUS"
1995-2009
On Monday, February 2nd, my beloved, wonderful,
handsome "silver-back" went to join my "perfect" Belle at the rainbow
bridge. I had no idea there was anything wrong with him, except he started
getting fussy about eating. I wasn't too concerned because, after all, he
was 14 years old and deserved to be fussy. But, knowing how food motivated
Brutus was, I took him in for a check up by Dr. Marrinson, just to be safe.
Dr. Marrinson seemed quite concerned when he listened to Brutus' chest and
suggested x-rays. That's when I found out he had a huge mass in his chest
cavity. From that time, it was only 2 weeks until he wouldn't eat anything
at all. No matter what I cooked for him, he just wouldn't eat. I prayed
for just one more day, but it wasn't to be. I lost him at 4:30 P.M.
With four greys and 1 cat in the house, it still seems strangely empty. I
know that those who knew him will remember him with a smile for his "idiot
dance" and that's the way I will ... some day.
Toni Sirmans