Sadly, in spite of the best efforts of Patrick's vet Dr. S., after several weeks of brave effort capped off by an especially difficult weekend, Patrick lost his battle with lymphoma earlier this afternoon. His passing was gentle and peaceful and, I'm sure, a relief to his weakened body and wearied soul.
Everyone's kind words, prayers and virtual hugs, and affirming all that was good and special about my relationship with Patrick, means a lot to me at a time like this and will help me adjust to life without my little loved one.
It's a comfort knowing that Patrick is running free now, happy and healthy. (Although, I suspect that he now has to attend after-life school and only gets to run around during recess.)