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Thank you, everyone, for your kind thoughts. I do appreciate them so very much. Talking is not really possible now. But know I deeply appreciate all of your thoughts and support.
Thank you, Cindy. I know you know what this is like.I am so very sorry... (((hugs))))
Thanking you for your kind thoughts and wondering if I could ask you if the tumor onset was quite sudden? My heartfelt condolences for your loss of your precious loved one, as well.I am so sorry for your loss. Years ago I made the same decision for a cat who was afflicted with the same type of tumor and believe that you did the best and bravest thing that you could have done for Tarifa. My thoughts are with you.
Again, my heartfelt condolences for your loss. Whether friendly or not so much, she was with you, and she had to be loved by you.Matilde was an odd rescue whose story I won't go into and I would classify her ultimately as more unfriendly then feral or semi feral. She had been spayed before she was ever brought to me, no ear tip, so I assumed that she might have been an abandoned pet. She was indoor only, usually in the same place where she liked to sit. One day I noticed her face was swollen on one side; it was not like it had been that way for months and I had ignored it or anything like that. I took her to the vet who immediately dxed squamous cell cancer. Matilde was miserable after the biopsy and I could not see putting her through anything more, especially after the vet described the course of treatment so I decided to let her go peacefully. While it certainly started out as a tiny cancer cell, I would have to say that it progressed quickly. One day she was eating, the next day her face was swollen and she was not.
Thank you, but actually IDK if that was the case, as the swelling had manifested about a month before her eye, and it was her eye that made me take her to the vet, because I hoped and prayed it was a URI and that he could give her antibiotics and maybe an anti-inflammatory and that she would be okay. I had NO IDEA that this would be the diagnosis, but once he told me, I felt I had no choice.You were a little brighter than I was in a similar situation. When they said squamous cell and biopsy I should have let her just go then.
Your girl passed peacefully before anything encroached on her well being and you did the right thing for her, however hard it was.
My heartfelt condolences for your loss of Pangur Ban! This is why I work so hard every day for cats, because we can and we must bring about the time when every cat and kitten has a loving permanent home, and spay/neuter/TNR all cats except those to continue the species.Some of this stuff just comes out of the blue and then we have to react and make a decision. I rescued a wonderful little white cat Pangur Ban several years ago and he had a seizure. Vet thought it was a one off as he seemed to be fine...right up until it all went south and we figured out that he had lymphoma and cryptococcus from his time on the streets. I tried for about a week, he went blind in the course of that, and I let him go. He only lived with me for about 11 months.
Putting our loved ones before ourselves in that their feelings come before ours is the most altruistic and loving thing we can do for them. I just read up on SCC and how poor the prognosis is. If there is a brighter side, it is that in Cabbie's and Tarifa's cases, we did the "right" thing by and for them. It's weird how, in Tar's case, she had a little over a week of eating very little, but then rallied and even on her last day with us, finished her entire breakfast. She normally would finish hers and then anyone else's leftovers, too, which I think she would have done even on that day if we had not gone to the vet. I have video of her washing her face and she definitely was washing her right side a lot, indicating it clearly didn't feel normal to her. And she spent most of her time in the last month and a half sleeping, curled up in her corner in the office, in her cat tunnel, on the weight bench, or in several locations in the living room at the last. But I loaded a toy with silvervine in the last few days and she played with it with enthusiasm ( which I caught on video. She played, and then she looked at me and gave me one of her famous loud Tarifa meows.)Oral SCC was what took Cabbie, my cat before Krista. From coming home to her drooling to the final appointment was maybe 1 or 2 weeks. In her case, I had her pts after her cat scores for the weekend (how much of a cat was she acting like?) had gone into the toilet. She wasn’t eating. She spent all her time sleeping under the bed. It was a sunny weekend that she should have enjoyed in her favorite spot in the sun.
I’m still waiting on Krista’s remains. And that car ride home with her empty carrier.
Well, I've shared the basics in the initial post here. I adopted her as an 11 months kitten from a friend who did rescue/adoptions out of our local Petco, after we lost a recently adopted precious little girl to wet-form FIP at less than 3 months old. So her first photos, on 35mm, look much like her later photos, as she was full grown. I'd called my friend and told her I wanted to adopt a kitten -- but I needed a kitten who would be VERY social and VERY amenable to rolling with the punches in a multi-cat home. Right away, she said, "TORIE!" which was her name with her. I went to Petco to see her, and of course, here was this full-grown cat, technically still a kitten. And I'd never met, or thought about, a torti before. But I knew she needed a loving permanent home, and she came highly recommended, so I signed her adoption papers and we brought her home.She was so fortunate to have shared her life—such a beautiful long and healthy life—with you. And you with her.
Do you have kitten pictures?
Can you share a story?
Personally, I find the grief lighter when I can find joy amongst the pain.
May her memory be a blessing unto you!
Those are beautiful, precious memories. Thank you for sharing!Well, I've shared the basics in the initial post here. I adopted her as an 11 months kitten from a friend who did rescue/adoptions out of our local Petco, after we lost a recently adopted precious little girl to wet-form FIP at less than 3 months old. So her first photos, on 35mm, look much like her later photos, as she was full grown. I'd called my friend and told her I wanted to adopt a kitten -- but I needed a kitten who would be VERY social and VERY amenable to rolling with the punches in a multi-cat home. Right away, she said, "TORIE!" which was her name with her. I went to Petco to see her, and of course, here was this full-grown cat, technically still a kitten. And I'd never met, or thought about, a torti before. But I knew she needed a loving permanent home, and she came highly recommended, so I signed her adoption papers and we brought her home.
There was never an isolation period. There were never any hisses, growls, or fights. She fit right in from the start, just like my friend seemed to think she would. And over the years of losses and adoptions, visits by humans, and the inevitable changes that life brings, I NEVER heard her hiss or growl and NEVER saw her fight. She never met a living being she didn't befriend. She was an acrobatic little monkey, climbing all of the cat furniture, flying to catch da Bird and Cat Dancer, kicking, licking and biting her catnip toys. She was very gentle! but she loved to chew on my hair from her position beside my head in the bed. She gave the sweetest love bites, too. And she'd select her favorite purple twinkle ball out of the two bowls of these, yodelling down the hall with it in her mouth and dropping it in a doorway. "I'm teaching you hunting basics, servant! Now take a lesson and emulate it!" Of course, I never measured up and neither did our roomies; but she did not lose her determination until shortly before she left us. Humans aren't the brightest bulbs in the chandelier, but she was loving, patient, and persevering.
This house is not the same without her sparkly, loud, huge little presence. We are not the same. I know she and so MANY of my beloveds are up there watchin' and that we will have one amazing reunion.