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My cat Bubbles passed away. I feel so bad I remember asking for advice here back in spring because she did not like taking pills or any medication.
I knew from the moment when her excessive vomiting and shredding started back in may that this can't be anything good, but no matter how many times did we take her to the vet we never figured out what was the problem. She was doing so great in the summer like a completely healthy cat and I was so happy I thought the hardest times have passed. Hell even just last week she stole a cooked chicken breast from the stove and then only 4 days ago this switched to vomiting up food undigested then not wanting to eat at all. We took her to the vet 2 times and they gave her a bunch of stuff but it was apparently too late. After the first night she seemed to be a little bit better but yesterday my mom bought her home in worse shape than she ever was. She was sometimes breathing rapidly and she was crying a lot which was unusual because she was not a vocal cat (and it was so scary and sad to listen to that).
I suppose I knew that she didn't have much time the moment she was uninterested in food (she was the most food motivated cat ever) but I hoped that she can still recover so much. She passed away today and there's so many things I wish to write about her last days but this is already such a long post. I'm just so devastated not only was she my favorite cat ever but I only buried her son in 2020 december and now not even a year later I had to bury her too meanwhile her bloodwork is still not ready and I wasted all of my money and her precious last days on earth at the vet.
I first joined this site when she bought me her kittens and that was such a joyful moment of my life, but now I only ever come here when I have to write about something bad or troubling. I honestly don't think I will ever recover from her death. She was way too much of a perfect cat for that to be possible. And now I never get to hear her purr again, or see her begging for food silently with her adorable staring or great me excitedly when I get home. And the worst thing is that she was only around 3 years old. I see people grieve their 10-20 year old cats all the time (I will too if I'm lucky and my remaining cats don't also end up sick) meanwhile I couldn't even get 5 years with her. I'm just so done with life.
I knew from the moment when her excessive vomiting and shredding started back in may that this can't be anything good, but no matter how many times did we take her to the vet we never figured out what was the problem. She was doing so great in the summer like a completely healthy cat and I was so happy I thought the hardest times have passed. Hell even just last week she stole a cooked chicken breast from the stove and then only 4 days ago this switched to vomiting up food undigested then not wanting to eat at all. We took her to the vet 2 times and they gave her a bunch of stuff but it was apparently too late. After the first night she seemed to be a little bit better but yesterday my mom bought her home in worse shape than she ever was. She was sometimes breathing rapidly and she was crying a lot which was unusual because she was not a vocal cat (and it was so scary and sad to listen to that).
I suppose I knew that she didn't have much time the moment she was uninterested in food (she was the most food motivated cat ever) but I hoped that she can still recover so much. She passed away today and there's so many things I wish to write about her last days but this is already such a long post. I'm just so devastated not only was she my favorite cat ever but I only buried her son in 2020 december and now not even a year later I had to bury her too meanwhile her bloodwork is still not ready and I wasted all of my money and her precious last days on earth at the vet.
I first joined this site when she bought me her kittens and that was such a joyful moment of my life, but now I only ever come here when I have to write about something bad or troubling. I honestly don't think I will ever recover from her death. She was way too much of a perfect cat for that to be possible. And now I never get to hear her purr again, or see her begging for food silently with her adorable staring or great me excitedly when I get home. And the worst thing is that she was only around 3 years old. I see people grieve their 10-20 year old cats all the time (I will too if I'm lucky and my remaining cats don't also end up sick) meanwhile I couldn't even get 5 years with her. I'm just so done with life.
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