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The last frame with Espresso, Feb. 14th, 2025
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One of the first frames with Espresso, around X-mas 2016
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Good evening, Everybun.
With a heavy heart, we would like to share that Espresso crossed the
Rainbow Bridge on Wednesday, the nineteenth of February, the twenty-fifth,
at about thirty-five minutes past noon.
He developed symptoms of GI stasis Tuesday night. Recovery protocol
brought no relief, and on Thumpday morning, my hoomin darted off with
Spressy to the BluePearl emergency hospital.
The initial assessment didn't reveal any dier concerns. His bloodwork
showed two elevated liver functions. The treatment plan was to put Spressy
on IV fluids, keep him hospitalized, and redo bloodwork the following
morning.
It was during the prep for the fluids that he arrested. The team started
performing CPR on the poor guy; the doctor called my hoomin. The CPR went
on and on; Spressy was in no mood to come back. The hoomins stopped the
CPR, and my hoomin could still hear the doctor's voice on the other end of
the line calling "stop" to the team.
You probably sense the rest. My hoomin is wandering through the void,
getting knocked down by the squalls of grief, seeing Spress in all the
spots he loved to run through, loaf, and explore.
We said our goodbyes, and Gussy and I groomed him one last time. We had a
little wake feast of cookies.
In the next few days, we'll reach out to Dr. Gronsky at BP to go over any
"lessons learned" from all this. As always, we'll share.
Goodnight and good luck.
- Charlie
