Cinderwolf
Well-Known Member
Okay so you guys may know, but I have 2 cats . They are brothers and are 15 years old. We got them when they were nearly brand new kittens ( their momma was a stray at our friends camp ground and was too sick to move or take care of them, or their 2 sisters ( who out friends took in .. RIP) . But anyways, That makes for a long time in my house and family.
They have both been pretty healthy, the occasional bladder infection here and there or something small, but that was when they were younger. Since we moved to BC , they have both been the healthiest cats alive. Even when our old cat Sam passed, the ' kittens' both handled it well enough ( besides Silver turning kinda paranoid) .
But recently they have both been showing their age. Tigger, who has always been a somewhat smaller cat, now weights in at 9 pounds. He sleeps all the time and seems pretty frail. Silver, who I seriously thought was age less, is now proving me wrong. He is a husky cat, weight in at about 16-17 pounds on a normal day. Super energetic, always running around.
But of course good things always come to an end. You may recall I recently came back from a 2 week trip to Mexico. The morning I was leaving, I noticed that there was cat pee outside the litter box. We keep a rubber mat at the opening to stop litter from getting everywhere. I guess Silver missed his box. So I told my parents and they just said " Not again.. I guess we gotta take him to the vet." This was about 30 seconds before I was leaving.
You can guess what was on my mind the whole trip. I seriously thought I would come home to find him gone.
Thank god that didn't happen.
Apparently, he got a bad fever and wouldn't move much, and wouldn't eat much ( which is strange for a cat with a love affair to cat food), he lost some weight ( the vet said he was 13 pounds). So they took him in and found out he has kidney problems. We have him on special kidney health food, with less protein ( about 26 % ) and he has to take a pill daily. He is a trooper and will tolerate the pill but he hated the food when they first brought him home and didn't eat for a good 3 days. luckily now he is eating it, albeit, in small amounts. And he has regained a bit of weight.
This whole thing has just put a kink in my " They will live forever " mindset and It has all just reminded me how old they are and how quick something can go wrong. When I was young we had 4 cats, 2 now passed. The first cat I lost ( Phil <3 ) when I was about 5, to cancer. I don't remember it well. The second I lost ( Sam <3 ) when I was about 12. He was 16 and fine one day and the next we noticed his foot was swollen. We took him in thinking he had jumped off of something and sprained it. We found out he had heart failure and had to put him down the next day. That was very hard and I still get choked up thinking about him.
Now with this I just can't stop thinking about how hard it will be when my 2 cats now pass. I have had them for so long, I can't imagine not having them around. Gosh now I am tearing up just thinking about it.
On the bright side, when they brought Silver in, they also took Tigger and he got a clean bill of health. Despite his age and size, he is good as gold. It's just Silver we have to worry about for now.
This is just too stressful. I mean with Roxy and La Jolla, I went into this knowing I wouldn't have them for too long, but with my cats, I tend to refuse to believe that they will ever die, because I have had them for so long.
This is just not what I want to have to deal with right now.
Sorry for the really long post, I'd end off with some photos, but I don't have any recent ones. I'll take some later tonight.
They have both been pretty healthy, the occasional bladder infection here and there or something small, but that was when they were younger. Since we moved to BC , they have both been the healthiest cats alive. Even when our old cat Sam passed, the ' kittens' both handled it well enough ( besides Silver turning kinda paranoid) .
But recently they have both been showing their age. Tigger, who has always been a somewhat smaller cat, now weights in at 9 pounds. He sleeps all the time and seems pretty frail. Silver, who I seriously thought was age less, is now proving me wrong. He is a husky cat, weight in at about 16-17 pounds on a normal day. Super energetic, always running around.
But of course good things always come to an end. You may recall I recently came back from a 2 week trip to Mexico. The morning I was leaving, I noticed that there was cat pee outside the litter box. We keep a rubber mat at the opening to stop litter from getting everywhere. I guess Silver missed his box. So I told my parents and they just said " Not again.. I guess we gotta take him to the vet." This was about 30 seconds before I was leaving.
You can guess what was on my mind the whole trip. I seriously thought I would come home to find him gone.
Thank god that didn't happen.
Apparently, he got a bad fever and wouldn't move much, and wouldn't eat much ( which is strange for a cat with a love affair to cat food), he lost some weight ( the vet said he was 13 pounds). So they took him in and found out he has kidney problems. We have him on special kidney health food, with less protein ( about 26 % ) and he has to take a pill daily. He is a trooper and will tolerate the pill but he hated the food when they first brought him home and didn't eat for a good 3 days. luckily now he is eating it, albeit, in small amounts. And he has regained a bit of weight.
This whole thing has just put a kink in my " They will live forever " mindset and It has all just reminded me how old they are and how quick something can go wrong. When I was young we had 4 cats, 2 now passed. The first cat I lost ( Phil <3 ) when I was about 5, to cancer. I don't remember it well. The second I lost ( Sam <3 ) when I was about 12. He was 16 and fine one day and the next we noticed his foot was swollen. We took him in thinking he had jumped off of something and sprained it. We found out he had heart failure and had to put him down the next day. That was very hard and I still get choked up thinking about him.
Now with this I just can't stop thinking about how hard it will be when my 2 cats now pass. I have had them for so long, I can't imagine not having them around. Gosh now I am tearing up just thinking about it.
On the bright side, when they brought Silver in, they also took Tigger and he got a clean bill of health. Despite his age and size, he is good as gold. It's just Silver we have to worry about for now.
This is just too stressful. I mean with Roxy and La Jolla, I went into this knowing I wouldn't have them for too long, but with my cats, I tend to refuse to believe that they will ever die, because I have had them for so long.
This is just not what I want to have to deal with right now.
Sorry for the really long post, I'd end off with some photos, but I don't have any recent ones. I'll take some later tonight.