I couldn't believe it when I saw the title of the notes today. It's just one of those weeks when it seems like it's all around us.
Late yesterday afternoon I got gut-punched as I listened to a phone message from a gal we know who rescues cats and who had been the source for one of the little critters right here in this household. Our beloved vet, Dr. Thomas Nero, had died on Thursday. This was incomprehensible. Several close friends and I, cat owners and faithful clientele of Dr. Nero, feel as though this is hitting us more strongly than if we'd heard one of our own doctors had died so suddenly and unexpectedly. We didn't know him personally to any degree, but just being around him, chatting with him about various interests, and of course entrusting him with the care of our beloved animals had always been a privilege.
He was an exceptional doctor, and the clinic and boarding facility he founded some twenty years ago is considered the very best around. He had just moved the practice into a larger facility a couple of blocks down the road from the original site, and when I heard this I jumped in the car and went down to see if anyone was there. It was my first time in the new place, and it was just gorgeously designed.
An assistant said they don't know a hell of a lot about what happened, but he had been out somewhere, had possibly seemed disoriented to someone or other, and later was found unresponsive somewhere nearby. He had no partners in the practice, so it is probably going to be up to his wife to decide what happens with the business. We can only hope for another highly respected doctor to take it over and continue the mission of highest quality cat care in the area.
He would have turned 58 in May, and this is just a cruel loss of someone who did so much good. RIP, Dr. Nero.
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