Unfortunately, we lost Nova today.
She was doing okay, considering. She started randomly headbanging at nothing today, every so often. She wanted out, to run around so we had her on the bed with us. Chris went outside to smoke and I had to go to the kitchen and didn't want to leave her so I brought her. I decided to take her outside, to get some sun. Immediately, she wanted down to run around, which was unlike her, being outside. So I set her down to let her waddle around the driveway. She was there for only a minute or two before we went inside and I put her in her tank. And then she started coughing, more like gagging. So hard her eyes were bulging and her tail popped. Her face was twitching and she'd lift her head real high, drop it and then start headbobbing. I think she maybe was almost having a seizure or something.? Im not sure. The vet said the consult for her xray said they thought it maybe was some kind of tumor. Cabbil flipped her on her back and Nova was just dead weight. She said short of surgery, there wasn't anything else we could do and she really didn't think she'd make it the 2 hour drive to UGA. She was breathing, but real shallow and you'd basically have to disturb her for her to take a breath. So, we had to make that decision. Again. The vet is going to do a necropsy on her and the donations made so far will go to a private cremation and a nice urn for her.
I want to thank everyone for your help, both with donations over the last day and the advice the last two years. You all have been so incredibly helpful and been wonderful people to lean on when we've needed. I truly can't help but to blame myself this time. She hadn't coughed all day, all night. Maybe if I hadn't taken her outside, let her get riled, so to speak, she wouldn't have started coughing and whatever else happened. My baby girl, my baby Nova is gone and it really, truly feels my fault.