In November we noticed a lump on our cat, her name is Kasha. After a visit to the vet, and a blood test, it was determined that the lump was probably the cat equivelant to breast cancer. We were going to have it removed in early December, but another vet advised us not to because our cat is about 15 years old and only has 1/4 of her kidneys left. This vet told us that she probably wouldn't be able to handle the surgery.
Two weeks ago Kasha was still climbing all over us, despite the fact that her lump was slowly getting bigger.
Now what's happening totally boggles me mind... it's two weeks later and she doesn't eat, her head jerks around quite a bit, and she can't walk.
I can't believe how much has happened in such a short amount of time. I really thought it would be a gradual process over the course of 3-4 months.
I guess I'm here to ask if anyone else can relate to this. I suspect that she won't live past this weekend. I understand that cats and dogs like to be by themselves when death is near... which is also happening with Kasha... but I don't know what to do. She doesn't eat, she barely drinks, she occasionally acts like she's going to throw up... and she can't walk.
It's absolutely heartbreaking. A terrible end to our time together.
Two weeks ago Kasha was still climbing all over us, despite the fact that her lump was slowly getting bigger.
Now what's happening totally boggles me mind... it's two weeks later and she doesn't eat, her head jerks around quite a bit, and she can't walk.
I can't believe how much has happened in such a short amount of time. I really thought it would be a gradual process over the course of 3-4 months.
I guess I'm here to ask if anyone else can relate to this. I suspect that she won't live past this weekend. I understand that cats and dogs like to be by themselves when death is near... which is also happening with Kasha... but I don't know what to do. She doesn't eat, she barely drinks, she occasionally acts like she's going to throw up... and she can't walk.
It's absolutely heartbreaking. A terrible end to our time together.