Pets we’ve lost

Sadly, we’ve lost three pets during our time together. Here are their stories.

Pouncer

Pouncer was Lovebug’s counterpart – his brother. They came home with us together, they played together, they slept together. Just a few weeks younger, but much more fluffy and adorable, Pouncer was the kitten that you just couldn’t refrain from loving. He was most friendly with Scott and took awhile to really warm to Kim. He loved curling up in small places, which always put a smile on your face.

Unfortunately, Pouncer became diabetic at age four and began losing lots of weight. Over the course of several months, we regularly brought him to the vet for various tests or treatments for dehydration, a common problem for him during this time. We were giving him insulin injections once a day, then twice, then three times. His unit dosage per injection rose, and rose again. We simply couldn’t get his body regulated. After three particularly bad days and no real hope for a better life, Scott had to make the difficult decision to put Pouncer down. A tough enough thing to do, but it was especially difficult because Kim was in Oregon visiting her family at the time. See here and here for more of Pouncer.

Crunch

Crunch was a Himalayan that we adopted from Scott’s parents. He was at least 9 years old when Scott’s dad asked us to take him and dropped him off at our apartment door. We weren’t allowed to have pets, so we had to make some adjustments. For instance, when the hot water heater stopped providing enough hot water for more than one shower, we had to make due in order to avoid having the apartment maintenance crew inside to discover the cat. Crunch was 12 or 13 when his quality of life declined to the point where we had to act.

Quicksilver

Quicksilver was a leopard gecko we owned for a short time. Captive born, we bought him from a local reptile center. For whatever reason, he started showing signs of sickness (likely some sort of impaction problem) just a few weeks after we got him. After he didn’t improve after several months, we decided that the best thing to do was to return him to the reptile center and see if the experts could get him better. We decided to postpone getting a replacement and have since put it on the back burner, though we still have the terrarium and other supplies.