My sister could really use some vibes for a cat that's she taking care of. She house-sitting for the dad of a friend the died a year ago in a motorcycle crash and she's watching his 16 year old male cat as well while he's away. A week ago Buddy, the cat started not eating and hiding down in the basement all day and barely using the bathroom. What stool he did do was black. My sister has done all that she can do until the owner of the cat comes back at the end of next week. She was tried everything to get him to eat, she has 3 different kinds of food for him down in the basement, kitten food, canned food and reg.food. She also has been trying to get him to drink this nutritional drink that is pretty much described as Ensure for cats but he has barely touch his food. She has had to shave Buddy's butt too because he's getting too week to support himself when he does go poo so he gets pool in his long fur. She works full time and goes to school full time and is also trying to plan her wedding so she's not there as much as she wants but she didn't want Buddy to have to lay around his poo all over so it was her only solution.
Monday she was finally able to get him into the vet and she found out that Buddy has a mass the size of a baseball in his stomach. The vet thinks its cancer but its hard to say. They told her that the only thing that can be done for him is to put Buddy to sleep because he is too old and too weak to survive any kind of surgery. Since he's not her cat she can't make that decision until Rod, Buddy's owner come home. She called Rod to see what he wanted to do but he said he wants her to just make him as comfortable as she can and try to get Buddy to last until he gets home the end of next week. My sister is pulling her hair out, because if it was up to her she would have put him down the same day as the vet trip because she's had to see Buddy suffer and she knows its not fair to him. In the last few days there has be news that could be good or bad. Wednesday or Thursday Buddy started so show signs that he was feeling better but both animals and people have been known to "get better" right before they die, so this could just mean that he won't be here much longer. He still hasn't been eating much but he has started coming upstairs for short periods of time and seems to try to beg for people food. He has also started begging to go outside BUT that may only mean he wants to go off somewhere and die like some animals try to do. Tonight I had gone over to my sister's for dinner and she took me down to see Buddy and he is so skinny! You can feel every bone in his body and all of his food has been untouched. My sister says that she has tried to warm up the canned food since heat activates the scent molecules but it hasn't helped. She always makes sure she puts fresh food down at least twice a day because out of experience some cats won't eat food that has been out for awhile. The most Buddy seems to do is lick some of the moisture from canned food but besides that he leaves everything alone.
My sister has quarantined him to the basement because she doesn't want her cat Yoda to catch anything in case what Buddy has is contagious. She hates it but luckily Buddy hasn't even really tried to come upstairs, its Yoda who has been trying to get downstairs because of the kitten food and canned food. She makes sure she spends time down there with Buddy, she does some of her homework down there but the smell is pretty bad. It might be a psychological thing but it smells like disease down there.
Pleas send my sister and Buddy good vibes and pray that Buddy can at least hold out for his owner to get home.
Monday she was finally able to get him into the vet and she found out that Buddy has a mass the size of a baseball in his stomach. The vet thinks its cancer but its hard to say. They told her that the only thing that can be done for him is to put Buddy to sleep because he is too old and too weak to survive any kind of surgery. Since he's not her cat she can't make that decision until Rod, Buddy's owner come home. She called Rod to see what he wanted to do but he said he wants her to just make him as comfortable as she can and try to get Buddy to last until he gets home the end of next week. My sister is pulling her hair out, because if it was up to her she would have put him down the same day as the vet trip because she's had to see Buddy suffer and she knows its not fair to him. In the last few days there has be news that could be good or bad. Wednesday or Thursday Buddy started so show signs that he was feeling better but both animals and people have been known to "get better" right before they die, so this could just mean that he won't be here much longer. He still hasn't been eating much but he has started coming upstairs for short periods of time and seems to try to beg for people food. He has also started begging to go outside BUT that may only mean he wants to go off somewhere and die like some animals try to do. Tonight I had gone over to my sister's for dinner and she took me down to see Buddy and he is so skinny! You can feel every bone in his body and all of his food has been untouched. My sister says that she has tried to warm up the canned food since heat activates the scent molecules but it hasn't helped. She always makes sure she puts fresh food down at least twice a day because out of experience some cats won't eat food that has been out for awhile. The most Buddy seems to do is lick some of the moisture from canned food but besides that he leaves everything alone.
My sister has quarantined him to the basement because she doesn't want her cat Yoda to catch anything in case what Buddy has is contagious. She hates it but luckily Buddy hasn't even really tried to come upstairs, its Yoda who has been trying to get downstairs because of the kitten food and canned food. She makes sure she spends time down there with Buddy, she does some of her homework down there but the smell is pretty bad. It might be a psychological thing but it smells like disease down there.
Pleas send my sister and Buddy good vibes and pray that Buddy can at least hold out for his owner to get home.