14 years old, and most of those years I was his personal human pet. He was a fine and energetic cat, even in geezerhood, till today, when he went into convulsions and had trouble breathing. We spent most of the afternoon at the Pet Hospital in Edwardsville. Why does the house feel so empty, even though you'd never know we had a cat except when he came to inform me of feeding time or sleep time. I don't feel well myself, right now. CRW_0314_1440
Loosing a beloved cat is as painful as loosing anyone with two legs. I feel for and am sorry for your loss Goofus. What the heck is it with cats and boxes anyway?
Every night, he walks on the pillow above my head, pauses to look at me, then jumps over my side to curl up back to back and sleep. At 6:30, a paw will start pulling at the blankets and patting me on the face. I'm going to have a hard time sleeping tonight. At 14, Boo was about 72 in human years, but he was perfectly fine, so you'd never know he was a geezer. That's why it was a shock when he fell over and started having a violent seizure. Another shock is taking your pet to the nearest animal hospital, only to have the vets be away for lunch, and having to drive another 20 minutes to an unfamiliar location with a severely distressed cat...
Tigger T. Puss died shortly after I lost Spooky-Doo. Then a cougar ate Max. It was a bad year for cats.
Ouch. I can't imagine losing three in succession. It was bad enough losing one. I put away all the cat stuff and threw out the remaining cat food and kittylitter, to clear out the reminders, but I still catch myself looking for an inquisitive nose to poke around the corner in the bathroom and kitchen areas.
I get reminders all the time. I see similar cats on TV and the feelings of loss repeat over and over.
"A bad year for cats." That could be the name of an alt band. I boarded my cat at a local vet for a week and now she's apparently dying. She lying around mostly sleeping, it's hard to see if she's breathing because she's black with long hair. She can't hop up onto her old recliner now, and she could before, np. But worst is she's not eating-drinking-peeing-pooping, indicative of renal failure. The vet said high-stress can set off symptoms in older cats prone to kidney problems and diabetes. "Then why did you put her right across from some big barking dogs?" "I'll have to look into that." Fack, I was back there myself and saw it. To bring her in and get her checked out now would be ~ $150 for the blood work alone. I'm tempted to report he guy.
Thx. Sorry if that's a bit of thread hijacking but it seemed topically related. I put the food and water near her and when she gets up, she looks it over but doesn't partake. She's taken a couple small pees (on the carpet near the litter box, of course). I had to pick her up to have her in my lap for a while last night and she liked the lap part but not the pick-up/set-down part so much. She doesn't appear to be in pain. I'm hoping she wakes up and starts eating, or more realistically, she just doesn't awaken.
Sorry to hear about your cat Goofus. Even in the picture he looks like he's not feeling up to par, not sure if that was just taken or if that was an old picture. It's definitely hard losing a pet, I took my dog dying harder than some of my friends/family's deaths.
Sorry to hear about your cat. I've had a couple pass away over the years and it's always really tough.
