19/09/2025
We lost Onyx this morning. 💔 I first met him on one of my walks —he had a bad eye that we had removed with his neuter. From the start, he was such a sweet soul, the kind who would walk up just to say hi and sometimes follow people around for company.
After his TNVR, someone in the neighborhood complained about him, so we took him in to foster until he was ready for adoption. For the past three months, he had food, treatment, and a safe place to stay. He went through rounds of antibiotics, and we treated his worms, lice, and parasites. I gave him baths every week, and he tolerated them so gently. He had a big appetite, gained a liitle weight but at the end he remained thin and was always thirsty, probably a sign of illness we couldn’t fully heal.
Last night he unusually didn’t touch his food, and this morning he wasn’t calling out for breakfast. We found him tucked in a corner, unresponsive but still breathing. We moved him to a more comfortable spot, preparing to bring him to the vet, when he started gasping for air. Eric and I were right beside him, petting him, telling him we love him. Then he took his last breath.
Onyx didn’t get the forever home we were preparing for him, but he spent his last months safe, cared for, and loved. And for that, he will always be remembered.
Losing him — so soon after Kawawa — has been heartbreaking. Rescue brings so much love, but also so much loss. Still, every one of them deserves their chance. And knowing they didn’t leave this world alone makes the grief worth carrying.
Run free now, sweet boy. 💙