Hello, everyone,

After a very lengthy and difficult battle these past few months, my baby Miles will be crossing the rainbow bridge this afternoon.

Miles had an incident a few months back that I have previously detailed on a few different subs, but after ingesting litter and needing GI surgery, being diagnosed with stage 4 kidney disease, and overcoming E. Coli, all within two months, we will be making the call today. Miles took a downward turn these past few days, and after it become obvious this was more than a bad day, we took him in to the emergency vet for an X-ray that found a rapidly growing tumor behind his stomach. Even his vet is shocked at how quickly and large it grew, and advised that there was nothing that could be done. He was given a nausea shot and we have been asked to make a decision. It was only right to send him off while still under the effects of the shot so he would be in as little pain as possible.

Miles has been the light of my life these past six years, and I am devastated he was not even able to make it to seven. He has been an absolute goofball his entire life, and a constant source of my wife and I’s laughter and joy. Losing him is one of the greatest tragedies to me, more so after two months of tears, and over $10,000 of bills.

I just want to memorialize his silliness. How he slept like a shrimp, or how we would accessorize him in bow ties and bandanas. How voraciously he would devour Purr Pops, or how of all the expensive toys we bought him, his absolute favorite were the cheap little twenty cent mice with rattles we would name “Mousey.” His weird way of laying where he loafs, but extends his neck out (that we call “dragoninf,” as he looks like he’s guarding a pile of treasure) or his habit of just screaming in the night for nothing and nobody, but just because he loves to sing. His tiny little tail nub we called a cheesey poof, or his weird habit of splooting in the sun.

I want to thank everyone for their support. I have posted his story across various subreddits, with many redditors kindly donating to support his ongoing care, but I feel its best to just condense everything into this one main sub as rules for mourning is not always the same across this site. The time he had was short, but even if he had twenty years, it would have never been enough. We loved him more than enough for multiple lifetimes, and after everything, I still cannot be happier to have been blessed with this little light in my life.

Thank you, all.