I believe my vet's office killed Rue. This has been over a month ago, and I still have not processed it. It's like she's still here. Rue came to us after an abusive-type neighbor (never saw it, but this man was something else) moved away and left her. We had already been feeding her, but she always returned back to his house. We loved and cared for her. She always had a warm place to sleep and was welcome in our home.
She was an older cat and went every year to have her hair shaved, because it would knot up. I do not know exactly how old she was, but my guess would be between 19 and 20. DH thought he was giving her something like a spa week - he bought her favorite food (chicken from a fast food restaurant) on Wednesday and I heard him telling her how good she was going to feel after she had her hair cut. I told him if he took her to the vet she would die. I can't explain how I knew. I said she would have a heart attack.
On Friday, DH woke me up to tell me the vet's office called and said Rue died while there. I got really angry. No would touch our Siamese cat for grooming due to her age (she was in her mid-20s). We learned that and did the best we could at home, so as not to scare her. My husband never thought this would happen to Rue. He even went back to talk to the vet becuase of what I'd said. The vet's reply was that cats die there all the time. I can't remember if he said while being groomed, but what? The vet also said that she didn't die the year before. I am so angry. Nothing can do can bring her back, but I am still filled with anomosity. Why didn't they just refuse to groom her? I don't blame DH. He didn't know. He thought he was doing something kind for her. I'm mad at myself, for not being more proactive. Becuase I knew, somehow.
She was an older cat and went every year to have her hair shaved, because it would knot up. I do not know exactly how old she was, but my guess would be between 19 and 20. DH thought he was giving her something like a spa week - he bought her favorite food (chicken from a fast food restaurant) on Wednesday and I heard him telling her how good she was going to feel after she had her hair cut. I told him if he took her to the vet she would die. I can't explain how I knew. I said she would have a heart attack.
On Friday, DH woke me up to tell me the vet's office called and said Rue died while there. I got really angry. No would touch our Siamese cat for grooming due to her age (she was in her mid-20s). We learned that and did the best we could at home, so as not to scare her. My husband never thought this would happen to Rue. He even went back to talk to the vet becuase of what I'd said. The vet's reply was that cats die there all the time. I can't remember if he said while being groomed, but what? The vet also said that she didn't die the year before. I am so angry. Nothing can do can bring her back, but I am still filled with anomosity. Why didn't they just refuse to groom her? I don't blame DH. He didn't know. He thought he was doing something kind for her. I'm mad at myself, for not being more proactive. Becuase I knew, somehow.