My kitty

[anonoymah]

My eldercat seems to be dying. About a year or half-year ago, she started urinating under the dining room table, so I put a litter box there. She persisted in urinating In Front Of said litterbox, so I eventually put her in a beagle-sized dog kennel. 3 days ago, I thought I heard a lamb bleating. Mom had a ewe who recently had tripplets (2 have

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[anonymous]

My heart is breaking from reading your post. I can tell by what you've written how much you love Kitty, but I can tell from what you describe that her quality of life has decreased and she's starting to suffer.

As hard as it is to accept, its time for you to be her loving mom and let her go to the Bridge. I know how painful it is; a few months ago my roomie and I had to say goodbye to her 17-yr old, who she had rescued as a kitten after he had been tortured, but he was failing in much the same way that you describe Kitty, and he wasn't going to get better. There comes a time when we have to ask ourselves "am I keeping my baby around for him/her or for me?" It's the most difficult, but loving thing we can ever do for our furkids.

(((((HUGS)))) to you.

Part 1

[anonoymah]

Kitty was a wonderful cat, one of the best cats I ever knew, if not THE best. She died around 9:36 p.m. on Feb. 16. I thought she might pull through, because over a decade ago, she got sick like this and recovered. We thought she was going to die back then. When I was a kid, she was allowed outside, in fact, my mom refused to own a litter box. She got into some pesticides or something at a neighbor's, and had chemical burns as well as neurological problems. But she pulled through at that time. She recovered, though had some permanent dyspraxia (just like my sister and I) for the rest of her life. The thing is, Kitty was being encouraged to live, but also, allowed to make it known that she didn't want to, but, as it were, I'm not going to push my cat off the bridge. If she wants to fight for her life, or simply linger a couple days to be petted and loved and given palative care (the last 2 days, I fed her water with an oral syringe to keep her from being dehydrated), that was her choice. If she ever stopped purring or started to

Part 2

[anonoymah]

I feel I did right by Kitty in how I handled her death, except that I left the room to get the oral syringe to wash the blood and vomit taste from her mouth, and missed her final moment, when I had meant to be petting her to ease her final moments. But I know she knew she was loved, and with those little seisures, maybe she wouldn't have known the difference, or so I can tell myself. My poor kitty. I wish she had a death like Bonka. Bonka had congestive heart failure. After a week on the couch, she was surrounded by family, petting and fussing over her. She got excited and tried to romp and play. Then, she just fell back. Her final moments were of being loved and wanting to play. I felt good about that for her. I don't want to rob anyone of even one second of happiness, if they still have that capacity. I wouldn't want to die because someone else decided it was time for me to die. I know I am in the minority, but I feel strongly about not euthanizing anyone who is still enjoying life. I suppose having so much disability in my

[camilleyun]

I was just thinking about you yesterday and was going to write you a letter.

I am sorry to hear about Kitty. I was inconsolable when Dorian died. I try not to obsess over whether or not I really have his ashes in the urn or if the cremation place might have mixed several cats together out of laziness. It happens with people's ashes all the time.

[anonoymah]

Kitty died on the 16th just before 9:36 p.m. I had kept her on my bed, petting her, for several days. She had wet the bed the day before, causing massive laundry. Then, suddenly, she threw up blood. Kaiden had taken the day off work, since we thought she might die before he could get here the next day...which she did...she died about half an hour before he would've gotten off work. When she threw up, I said, "Hand me a towel!" But he handed me a pair of jeans. I then called for towels, after catching most of the blood with the jeans, and I carefully transferred her to three comfy towels on the floor. I decided that, if she was still alive in the morning, we'd have to have her put to sleep. I had been feeding her water through an oral syringe for 2 days, since she could not lap water due to her extreme fatigue and she would shake like an out-of-shape person trying to lift weights or something, just trying to stand up. After she threw up blood, she lived maybe 4 minutes. She had several seisures. I decided to go get her some water,

[camilleyun]

I am so sorry to hear about kitty.

*hug*

Now that I have been off of Facebook for quite some time now since I deleted it I feel much better.

It would be nice to schedule a plan to meet up one of these days.

[ratkrycek]

*hugs* to you and yours for Kitty. My own Timmy is getting on in years and seeing the signs of age is sad, and hard. I know how hard it is but I - like you, I want to outlaw cats from dying. So very much, I wish that I could. Cats are wonderful. Timmy sends his love, too.