This morning I expected that I would be on the way to the vet to put one of my cats to sleep. Libby is only ten and a half, but she has cancer so I know it won't be very long. I opted not to put her through possibly multiple surgeries and just let her be Libby for as long as she could. I know I tried too hard with her brother, Buttons, who had septisemia. His last year and a half was hell. I decided not to do that this time.
Starting Monday, I thought the end was coming. I came home to find her sitting in the laundry room, leaning against the dog food container, staring at the wall. But she perked up on Tuesday and started eating again. Last night she went in tight circles all night long until she exhausted herself. Even when she rested, her head was twisted back over her shoulder and she couldn't seem to straighten it. And she wouldn't eat. So I had made the appointment.
When I came home to get her, she had straightened out and she took a little food again. It's probably day by day, but Lotus Blossom is still around this afternoon.
I wouldn't say Libby (Lotus Blossom-->L.B.-->Libby) was a sweet cat. She's always been, well, opinionated. One of her last acts last night, before she started circling, was to slap the cr*p out of my youngest cat, Widget. Apparently just for being there and breathing in her general direction. She was going to take on her litter sister and nemesis, Furby, too. I broke that up. That would have been a mistake, since Furby has easily ten pounds on Libby at this point and could probably just sit on her and crush her. Libby's biggest problem all her life has been that she wanted to be the princess, but Furby was already empress and the position wasn't available.
Leslie
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Been there done that
Yeah. It's the price you pay for having a pet. Sometimes it's easy to know when it's time to make that call. Looks like Libby's going to make it hard. That is so like her.
She had a relatively good night last night. No more circling. She hasn't eaten a lot, but I got her a high cal supplement which, being Libby, she hates. The dogs would be more than happy to take it for her, but the last thing either of them needs is high-cal anything.