It was last Tuesday when Jezi started showing signs of ill health, but she'd eaten cow shit the day before so I kind of discounted the vomiting. She seemed Ok in herself, but then as the week went on she started vomiting more, leaving the odd meal and drinking more. I messaged Steve from Malvern on Saturday, "yes she was OK, no she hadn't been sick, yes she had eaten." Wow good news all round. I fed her on Saturday night, she ate it, but was soon sick after that meal. Sunday morning she wouldn't eat but ate sardines for dinner, Jezi was lethargic, distant and had no interest in coming to the field. Monday it was pretty much the same but with every hour she seemed to have a more pained expression, she was panting more, vomiting more and drinking more. Though Beth had suggested we try till Wednesday, by Tuesday afternoon it was obvious that there was something seriously wrong and that there was no coming back.
With Beth off we saw Bethan, she gave Jezi a thorough examination and concluded that the pain was in her kidneys. She offered to do scans and drain fluid to get a more accurate diagnosis, but when Steve asked what will you then be able to do for her? She was honest and said .. "nothing." It's highly likely that Jezi's cancer had spread pretty rapidly into her organs, thankfully none of us were aware and Jezi was able to carry on living life to the full till the last week.
Jezi fell asleep in my arms on the warm grass at the back of the vets, Steve was unconsolable at the loss of his precious girl, his Jezi pup. Sentimentally, I'd like to say, I'd like to believe, that she is back with her soul mate, her best friend and that being apart was just too painful for both of them. Run free my lovelies, Nico and Jezi together forever ... Now we have to find the strength to carry on without you both. Be sure, You Have Been Loved.
