Lung disease was kickin’ her down – so much so she was practically gasping for air. She’d just lay there on the floor all day resting, and we knew her extreme weight loss and heavy breathing weren’t good signs. It got so bad, we couldn’t wait any longer for the medicine’s increased dosage to take effect, and once I reminded Nat how freaked out I was when I couldn’t breath from pneumonia last year, we were off to the vet.

An overnight stay in the oxygen room was no help, so in the end, we felt giving Jensen some rest was best. We were petting and saying our goodbyes when the nurse pushed an overdose of anesthesia through her catheter. Just like that, our purring Jensen with the great personality was gone.

I lost 20 lbs. and got a couple of weeks of bed rest out of the deal, but at least I’m still here. Poor Jensen, although she never whimpered once and was a true hero to the end, just couldn’t push past 80.

We’ll miss you Jensen!

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Jensen went to kitty heaven today