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No more kitty :-(
Apr. 1st, 2024 09:55 pmSo the cat did not respond to the treatment for diabetes. I mean, she responded in the way that her blood sugar was lowered, but there was something else going on and she got lethargic (sometimes hard to tell with a cat) and started refusing food (and thus her meds). I managed to cajole her into eating a small amount on Thursday, and she seemed to perk up a bit, but then refused food again on Friday.
Saturday I went to the vet, and we talked about whether this should be the final appointment or if we could try an appetite stimulant, and see if she would perk up, and if we could turn her around, but while she did eat after the stimulant, she did not perk back up, and she refused food again only four hours after the stimulant (it was supposed to last for over a day), and so I decided that we would just hang it up.
It wasn't doing her any favors in terms of quality of life to cram food or drugs down her gullet. She did have a decent last day; she lay on the little chair next to my computer some of the time (a favorite spot). She looked for the sunshine briefly, but it was cloudy (just like it probably will be for the eclipse in Texas, while Vermont is apparently going to have clear weather. Oh well, you take your chances.)
I decided not to pay extra to keep her ashes, I already have Mottle's ashes, and it seems kind of random. The vet offered me something much better. They clipped a little bit of her fur and put it in a little glass vial! So it is smaller and more representative.
So I sat in the room for a little while, petting the dead cat and crying. But really, it was time. She was really struggling, when she needed to use the cat potty, to walk to it. Then she would lay down in the bathroom for a while afterwards because it was so exhausting to pee.
So I guess I'm in the market for a cat again, but I'm not going to rush around and look at shelters and stuff yet. I will hang out and see if something drops into my lap like this recent one did, until enough time passes and I am feeling deprived.
Saturday I went to the vet, and we talked about whether this should be the final appointment or if we could try an appetite stimulant, and see if she would perk up, and if we could turn her around, but while she did eat after the stimulant, she did not perk back up, and she refused food again only four hours after the stimulant (it was supposed to last for over a day), and so I decided that we would just hang it up.
It wasn't doing her any favors in terms of quality of life to cram food or drugs down her gullet. She did have a decent last day; she lay on the little chair next to my computer some of the time (a favorite spot). She looked for the sunshine briefly, but it was cloudy (just like it probably will be for the eclipse in Texas, while Vermont is apparently going to have clear weather. Oh well, you take your chances.)
I decided not to pay extra to keep her ashes, I already have Mottle's ashes, and it seems kind of random. The vet offered me something much better. They clipped a little bit of her fur and put it in a little glass vial! So it is smaller and more representative.
So I sat in the room for a little while, petting the dead cat and crying. But really, it was time. She was really struggling, when she needed to use the cat potty, to walk to it. Then she would lay down in the bathroom for a while afterwards because it was so exhausting to pee.
So I guess I'm in the market for a cat again, but I'm not going to rush around and look at shelters and stuff yet. I will hang out and see if something drops into my lap like this recent one did, until enough time passes and I am feeling deprived.
