I am in so much pain right now, I've been reading the threads here and crying for myself and everyone else.
Zimmie was only 7-1/2 years old and that hurts so much because we didn't have her that long. She popped up in our backyard when she was 4 months old and had been the love of my life ever since. She was a beautiful cat - the only cat we have had who was tan and white in color.
Zimmie was never a naughty cat. She had no idea how to be naughty. She wasn't interested much in food. All she wanted was kisses and huggles. She never bit me or even showed me a claw.
Six weeks ago she had a recurrence of FORL. When the vet did her bloodwork before extraction of her teeth, she found that Zimmie had kidney disease. She went downhill from there.
She died in a little box yesterday afternoon on our basement floor (her choice). I stayed with her until the end and kept telling her that mommy was still with her. I don't know if she could hear me. I thought today would be better, but it's even worse than yesterday because she is is none of her places around the house.
Zimmie was only 7-1/2 years old and that hurts so much because we didn't have her that long. She popped up in our backyard when she was 4 months old and had been the love of my life ever since. She was a beautiful cat - the only cat we have had who was tan and white in color.
Zimmie was never a naughty cat. She had no idea how to be naughty. She wasn't interested much in food. All she wanted was kisses and huggles. She never bit me or even showed me a claw.
Six weeks ago she had a recurrence of FORL. When the vet did her bloodwork before extraction of her teeth, she found that Zimmie had kidney disease. She went downhill from there.
She died in a little box yesterday afternoon on our basement floor (her choice). I stayed with her until the end and kept telling her that mommy was still with her. I don't know if she could hear me. I thought today would be better, but it's even worse than yesterday because she is is none of her places around the house.