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I can't believe I am writing this
It is with the heaviest heart that I tell you yesterday went as badly as I had feared. You may remember my threads about Nibbler over the last few weeks. For the past few months, she had been puking most days and wasn't herself. Took her to the vet almost every week sometimes even multiple times and we tried all sorts of probiotics, steroids etc and 3 weeks ago, x rays and ultrasounds were done and other than finding slight inflammation and constipation, all looked fine. 3 days ago, we took her to the vet again as she was still puking and this time at the physical exam, the vet found a small lump in her intestine area so booked her in for another ultrasound which was yesterday.
And the results were - not only that lump in her intestines but they were severly thickened and worst of all? A large golf ball sized tumour was found in her liver which there was definitely no sign of at her last ultrasound just 3 weeks before! That's how aggressive this cancer was. We were given the option of putting her to sleep or taking her home for the weekend to say our goodbyes. Her vet was honest in saying she only had weeks left most likely given the size of the tumour and how quick it grew, so a referral to the oncologist was pointless. We decided to put her to sleep there and then while she was still sleepy from sedation or at least, we hoped she would still be sleepy! But no, she sprung to life and we gave her a put and a cuddle. That made it all the harder because she appeared almost like normal and I had doubts for a split second about putting her to sleep but I know it was the right thing to do. She went peacefully and quickly in my husband's arms. She was always a daddy's girl. My husband asked for the tumour to be analysed to see if it was the same cancer that killed her brother 4 months before. I think it will give him some closure as even though he knows he done the right thing, he still has the "what if it wasn't cancer?!" thoughts even though its impossible.
Her vet text me about an hour after she died saying that the tumour was now being sent off to the lab and that when she opened her up, she could see it was even worse than the scan showed. It was pushing heavily against her stomach wall and invading her lympathic system. We 100% done the right thing.
We are now cat-less for the first time in 9 years. We adopted Rambo and Nibbler when they were 6 years old and every single day with them was the best day of our lives. We lost Rambo to mast cell cancer 4 months ago today and now Nibbler. I can't believe it. Our hearts are broken. We didn't realise just how much this was the cats house and not ours until they were no cats left. Everything here is for them. The silence in the house is deafening even with music and fans on. Waking up this morning after an awful sleep was soul destroying. First thing I would do in the morning before eating or going to the bathroom was say hello to my cats. Seeing empty boxes today crushed me. She was the biggest diva you could ever meet. Full of the infamous Tortie cattitude. Its hard to imagine that bright spark is now gone.
I just hope they both know how loved they truly were and always will be. Its just so hard to believe and accept that sometimes the only way you can help someone you love is to say goodbye. It goes against everything your heart says but sometimes, its the only way.
Please give your babies an extra big cuddle today. There's never enough time with them
RIP Rambo and Nibbler. Thank you for the years of love, cattitude, friendship. You were the biggest part of the best chapter of our lives. You saved me more than I could ever save you. We'll always love you both more than anything in this universe xxx
It is with the heaviest heart that I tell you yesterday went as badly as I had feared. You may remember my threads about Nibbler over the last few weeks. For the past few months, she had been puking most days and wasn't herself. Took her to the vet almost every week sometimes even multiple times and we tried all sorts of probiotics, steroids etc and 3 weeks ago, x rays and ultrasounds were done and other than finding slight inflammation and constipation, all looked fine. 3 days ago, we took her to the vet again as she was still puking and this time at the physical exam, the vet found a small lump in her intestine area so booked her in for another ultrasound which was yesterday.
And the results were - not only that lump in her intestines but they were severly thickened and worst of all? A large golf ball sized tumour was found in her liver which there was definitely no sign of at her last ultrasound just 3 weeks before! That's how aggressive this cancer was. We were given the option of putting her to sleep or taking her home for the weekend to say our goodbyes. Her vet was honest in saying she only had weeks left most likely given the size of the tumour and how quick it grew, so a referral to the oncologist was pointless. We decided to put her to sleep there and then while she was still sleepy from sedation or at least, we hoped she would still be sleepy! But no, she sprung to life and we gave her a put and a cuddle. That made it all the harder because she appeared almost like normal and I had doubts for a split second about putting her to sleep but I know it was the right thing to do. She went peacefully and quickly in my husband's arms. She was always a daddy's girl. My husband asked for the tumour to be analysed to see if it was the same cancer that killed her brother 4 months before. I think it will give him some closure as even though he knows he done the right thing, he still has the "what if it wasn't cancer?!" thoughts even though its impossible.
Her vet text me about an hour after she died saying that the tumour was now being sent off to the lab and that when she opened her up, she could see it was even worse than the scan showed. It was pushing heavily against her stomach wall and invading her lympathic system. We 100% done the right thing.
We are now cat-less for the first time in 9 years. We adopted Rambo and Nibbler when they were 6 years old and every single day with them was the best day of our lives. We lost Rambo to mast cell cancer 4 months ago today and now Nibbler. I can't believe it. Our hearts are broken. We didn't realise just how much this was the cats house and not ours until they were no cats left. Everything here is for them. The silence in the house is deafening even with music and fans on. Waking up this morning after an awful sleep was soul destroying. First thing I would do in the morning before eating or going to the bathroom was say hello to my cats. Seeing empty boxes today crushed me. She was the biggest diva you could ever meet. Full of the infamous Tortie cattitude. Its hard to imagine that bright spark is now gone.
I just hope they both know how loved they truly were and always will be. Its just so hard to believe and accept that sometimes the only way you can help someone you love is to say goodbye. It goes against everything your heart says but sometimes, its the only way.
Please give your babies an extra big cuddle today. There's never enough time with them
RIP Rambo and Nibbler. Thank you for the years of love, cattitude, friendship. You were the biggest part of the best chapter of our lives. You saved me more than I could ever save you. We'll always love you both more than anything in this universe xxx
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