In October 2018, my cat Lovey who'd just turned 14 started peeing on the bathroom rugs. Then on the futon in the living room. I took him in for a check-up and it's cancer. Managed it with chemotherapy and pain meds. He stopped peeing. I had to have a large open kitty litter and clean it daily.
He started peeing again. The cancer came back. More chemo.
He stopped. Supposedly cancer free these past few months. Acting completely normal, running, jumping, playing, eating.
A couple of weeks ago I woke up and he'd peed on my bed. Two big spots in different places. Never peed on my bed before. Only the futon. I increased his pain meds to twice a day and two of them after talking to the oncologist.
He stopped and seemed happy. A week later he randomly broke his hind leg. No fall, no crash. Indoor cat, just suddenly crying and can't use the leg. I rushed him to the ER. Compound fracture. They did a bone biopsy and sent him home.
He doesn't eat so I bring him back three days later after trying to get appointments with the pain clinic and oncologist.
This time they rush the tests I've been asking for. Cancer everywhere and severe heart disease. His other hind leg could also break.
He's home eating, drinking, purring and demanding tons of hugs and giving me love bites. He's on heart meds and pain meds. I called one hospice vet today but will call the one I used in the past tomorrow when she's back in town.
I'm so mad that he's had no chemo for months and the oncologist was telling me he was fine because his blood work showed no evidence of cancer. Never once did they do any x rays, CT scans or ultrasounds to stage the cancer and see if it was anywhere else besides his blood. I even asked them to and they said they didn't need to.
Humans who get cancer get PET scans all over their bodies to detect cancer anywhere to determine what stage it is to determine treatments. They don't have that for animals but should at least see where the cancer is.
I did the right thing bringing him home though. We've had tons of hugs and love bites. My other cat has been washing him and cuddling with him non-stop and my dog has been hovering and went crazy when he saw him.
I want a miracle so he can magically be healthy again. The pain meds made him act normal and I don't want let him go. Ever.
He's my sixth cat to get cancer since 2015. I lost two more beloved cats from my childhood and youth two months apart before I got him in 2005. Another one in 2006
My poor Ruby will be an only cat. He's used to having lots of other cats and will be devastated. He hates dogs but loves my dog.
I'll have to get him a kitten at some point so he doesn't die of grief. He hates being alone.
But I don't ever want another cat again.
He started peeing again. The cancer came back. More chemo.
He stopped. Supposedly cancer free these past few months. Acting completely normal, running, jumping, playing, eating.
A couple of weeks ago I woke up and he'd peed on my bed. Two big spots in different places. Never peed on my bed before. Only the futon. I increased his pain meds to twice a day and two of them after talking to the oncologist.
He stopped and seemed happy. A week later he randomly broke his hind leg. No fall, no crash. Indoor cat, just suddenly crying and can't use the leg. I rushed him to the ER. Compound fracture. They did a bone biopsy and sent him home.
He doesn't eat so I bring him back three days later after trying to get appointments with the pain clinic and oncologist.
This time they rush the tests I've been asking for. Cancer everywhere and severe heart disease. His other hind leg could also break.
He's home eating, drinking, purring and demanding tons of hugs and giving me love bites. He's on heart meds and pain meds. I called one hospice vet today but will call the one I used in the past tomorrow when she's back in town.
I'm so mad that he's had no chemo for months and the oncologist was telling me he was fine because his blood work showed no evidence of cancer. Never once did they do any x rays, CT scans or ultrasounds to stage the cancer and see if it was anywhere else besides his blood. I even asked them to and they said they didn't need to.
Humans who get cancer get PET scans all over their bodies to detect cancer anywhere to determine what stage it is to determine treatments. They don't have that for animals but should at least see where the cancer is.
I did the right thing bringing him home though. We've had tons of hugs and love bites. My other cat has been washing him and cuddling with him non-stop and my dog has been hovering and went crazy when he saw him.
I want a miracle so he can magically be healthy again. The pain meds made him act normal and I don't want let him go. Ever.
He's my sixth cat to get cancer since 2015. I lost two more beloved cats from my childhood and youth two months apart before I got him in 2005. Another one in 2006
My poor Ruby will be an only cat. He's used to having lots of other cats and will be devastated. He hates dogs but loves my dog.
I'll have to get him a kitten at some point so he doesn't die of grief. He hates being alone.
But I don't ever want another cat again.
This is such a difficult time and I wish I could wave a magic wand to make it better. Please know that we are all thinking of you and keeping you in our thoughts. 
