I haven't posted in a long time. I wanted to post here for those who don't read my Facebook, so you'd know that yesterday I took KitKit to the vet and had him put to sleep. Our choices were either he had to live in a cage for the rest of his life because he could no longer remember where the litter box was, or he would be locked into a room that was either too small or hellaciously hot for comfort. And being locked up was wearing on both of us, since all he wanted in life was to be held. I wanted that for him, too, as I'm sure you all did.
The big guy had gotten down to 8 1/2 pounds from 14 when we moved from Ann Arbor. He was happily eating the organic wet and sometimes even the dry food, and sleeping under the plant stand in the sun room of the new apartment since we moved, or still making it onto the old cat tree. He still played in anything water, although his paws bent at odd angles and he mostly lay down to play.
He was a very happy old man, and I am very sad to have made this decision. He was a very good ol' buddy. KitKit was 17 3/4 when he died, and went without a fuss.
The big guy had gotten down to 8 1/2 pounds from 14 when we moved from Ann Arbor. He was happily eating the organic wet and sometimes even the dry food, and sleeping under the plant stand in the sun room of the new apartment since we moved, or still making it onto the old cat tree. He still played in anything water, although his paws bent at odd angles and he mostly lay down to play.
He was a very happy old man, and I am very sad to have made this decision. He was a very good ol' buddy. KitKit was 17 3/4 when he died, and went without a fuss.
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Date: 2009-06-03 03:07 pm (UTC)Hm... and I should probably find you & add you on FB.
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Date: 2009-06-03 03:22 pm (UTC)Much love,
Geri
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Date: 2009-06-06 05:18 am (UTC)Empathy
Date: 2009-06-20 07:52 pm (UTC)Man, I'm sorry about KitKit. He was a sweetie, and I wish I had known him better.
I wish I could offer empathy about your brother, but I have no idea what you're going through, so all I can offer is sympathy.