Monday, September 3, 2012
Little Jubilee had a rough time at my house. Whatever she had been through made her extremely distrusting of people. She was shaking so badly, I had to take her back to the vet. I was sure something was wrong. There were four of us involved in the discussion of all Jubilee had going on in her little body. Whatever she went through in her life must have been horrendous. She was what I would call "feral" and people terrified her. Susan (who was with me) said she had a tormented soul. After talking to the vet, the vet tech, and another person in rescue, we decided to let her go. I hate having to be part of making these decisions. I had hope for her, but the fear was not something the vet thought she would overcome. (And she could bite hard without warning.) I stayed with her after she was gone, and petted her and told her she was at peace now. I wanted this peace for her. Rest now, little one. I'm so sorry I couldn't change all you went through.