A good way to win

I had filed a motion awhile ago to suppress a statement from my client that had been obtained in violation of his Miranda rights. We were scheduled for a hrg today on it. I thought it was basically a slam dunk given the facts of the case.

And apparently so did the prosecutor. He emailed me this morning & said he agreed that my guy was clearly in custody & the officer should have Mirandized my client before questioning him. Since that didn't happen, the prosecutor agreed to stipulate that the statement by my client couldn't be used by the state at trial.

So, I win!! Without even needing to go through the whole process of having a hrg & writing a brief, etc.

It's always a pleasant surprise when the prosecution agrees w/ my legal analysis of a case.

Goodbye, Baby Simon

Simon became even more weak and ill today. I brought him back in to see if they could do anything for him, but they couldn't.  So, I had to make the decision to put him down.  He wasn't in any pain at that point--just so, so tired from his body trying so hard to fight off the disease. But the vet said he was dehydrated & would soon start to be in pain. I didn't want that for him. He was just very sleepy & worn-out right now but still happy and purring and snuggly. If he had to go, I wanted him to be happy when it was time. And the vet said that it was really the best choice for him. 

I'll miss my little baby, even though I only had him for a few months.  He was a sweet, loving little guy and he just stole my heart.  He used to run to the door to greet me when I came home and wanted me to hold him. He was a little lovebug and I am going to miss him like crazy. 

So sad right now

My poor little kitty Simon is sick. The vet thinks he has something called feline infectious peritonitis, or FIP. They are doing a test to confirm that but she said she is 80% certain. FIP is incurable & fatal. Which means my little kitty is dying.

There isn't much they can do other than give him medication to try to slow it down & buy him some time. The vet said he isn't in any pain or discomfort, but he is really worn out bc his body is trying so hard to fight the FIP. He was eating yesterday but hasn't been today, so that is also a concern.

He still recognizes me & purrs when I hold him or pet him. I made him a little bed out of his favorite blanket on my bed so he can sleep right next to me @ night. He has lost all of his silly kitten playfulness & just rests now all day, only moving if he absolutely has to.

I haven't made the decision yet to put him down, on the chance that the test results come back negative for FIP. He could have something else that might be treatable so until we know for certain it's FIP, I don't want to put him down. He is still just a baby at only 10 months.

My heart is breaking. Losing a pet is hard. And watching this baby kitty deteriorate is really hard, especially bc he is the little guy I saved from the outside. At least he got to have love & comfort before he goes. That's my only solace. I can't stop crying. My poor little guy shouldn't have to die.