I haven't spoken about Sassy. She was sort of the 'step-cat' in the house. Last night we had to put her to sleep. It was very emotional, and even though I didn't feel for her like I do my other cats, I still cried. She was always sort of aloof, and 'bitchy', but in her last year she and I began to bond. She began sleeping on my blanket, and became suddenly friendly. She also didn't get along with our other 3 cats. She's much older (almost 17) than the others, and from this picture, you can see how Oscar was her biggest competition. The alpha male against the elder, granny female. So what happened was, in the past few weeks she's been vomiting more. Then in the past 4 or so days she began vomiting up to 4-5 times a day, solids, then liquid/stomach bile, hence making her very dehydrated. Then in past 2 days she began dry heaving. Yesterday morning she was very lethargic, and I was home with her, and noticed she wasn't moving. Every time she tried to walk, she fell over. She was also shaking- as in nerves. I washed the floors and found her lying in the puddle, so I moved her to the little cubby hole she likes to sleep in, and put a towel down for her, but when I went to go get her, Oscar was lying in it and I had to kick him out and tell him, 'That's not for you, Guy!'So when I put her in the cubby on the towel, she literally stayed in the same position till we decided to take her to the emergency clinic. You know how cats will move around, or rearrange their positioning when you set them somewhere? She didn't even do that. Her fur too, was very unkempt, she'd obviously felt too sick to groom.
So the vet said that anything could be wrong with her. It could be attributed to 'old cat disease,' but we were debating on keeping her overnight on fluids and doing blood work, or just putting her to sleep. It was like, doing blood work for what? To find out she has renal failure and needs to be on meds and tubes the rest of her life? Prolonging her already old life just a few more months? So we went with the euthanasia, and she was literally gone in less than 30 seconds. Her heart stopped, her breathing stopped, and there were some muscle spasms, and then her eyes stayed open.
I hate seeing animals suffer, and even though I wasn't all that close with Sassy, I still feel sad and miss her.
My mom is also 60 years old today, and I haven't been able to get a hold of her. She said she has 'meetings' or something. I'm like cripes, it's your birthday, relax.
Sometimes though, you just have to let them go, and not prolong the pain. I do think that if we could speak with them, that that's what any being would want.
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