Marbles is 12 and scared the hell out of me yesterday.
A few days ago, on one of the advice subs, someone posted a video of their cat breathing heavily and meowing. Everyone in the comments said it was a urinary issue. What luck that I saw that post because yesterday was insane! He went from normal, playing, eating, to in an emergency in like, and hour and actually led me to his litterbox to show me how he was straining to go.
I was leaving for work when he stopped me to show me that so, thinking he was constipated i asked my husband to keep an eye on him within the next 10 minutes, things quickly got worse.
When the audible heavy breathing and panting started, along with the most pitiful meows and then a scream when I picked him up, I called the vet and got in.
I really owe my vet one for taking us in an hours notice. Picking him up to put him in the carrier must have forced the blockage out because he peed all over me and the living room. So. Much. Pee. He seemed to be feeling better by the time we got to the vets. They gave us some meds and ran some tests and we went home.
Well I shouldn't have trusted when they said his bladder was empty. He peed so much in his carrier, half his body was literally drenched in it when we got home. I had to wring his tail out! Then he pooped on me while I was burritoing him in a towel after the bath. I could tell he was embarrassed, he slept the rest of the day and night.
But now he seems fine and I'm just thankful I saw that post a few days back! This morning he woke up purring and happy like any other morning. He peed and he pooped in the litterbox. My God am I relieved. I'm not ready to say goodbye to this good boy just yet.
There is never enough time (17)
I received the news every senior cat guardian dreads yesterday. My baby boy Icarus (17m) is not going to get better. He has been with me since he was 8 weeks old, moved across country, been with me through some of the most challenging and also some of the best times of my life. His decline has been shockingly fast. I feel blindsided and heartbroken.
Although the end is coming I want to make time he has left as special as possible. The vet has given me medication to make him more comfortable. I went out and bought a giant box of his favorite treats. I'm going to get up early everyday to make sure we get in our snuggle time before I head to work. I put his favorite jacket of mine on the bed so he can sleep on it. Wondering what else people have done to make the final days/weeks the best they can be?
My 17 yr old baby girl passed on
New here, if I’m breaking the rules, please remove. I checked and believe I’m ok.
My little one left while I was at work. In retrospect, I’m seeing she was giving me signs the last couple weeks. They can be easy to miss and I’m here to tell you not beat yourself up too hard if you miss them, too.
I’m here because I’m overwhelmed with grief and am looking for support. Is there a group, subreddit, anything recommended by the people here?