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Today we lost our sweet boy Talus - he passed away at just gone 3pm this afternoon. My heart is broken 
He was diagnosed with probable lymphoma in March. He lost weight before Chrstmas and we spent sometime going back and forth to the vet with no obvous cause being found. Eventually they x-rayed and lymphoma was given as the most likely cause of the weight loss - he was nearly 11 years old and weighed less than 3 kg.
He was a sweet little munchkin; we always joked about him having enormous ears and that one day he would grow into them but he never did and now he never will
Yesterday evening he was fairly bright although he seemed a bit more wobbly than he has been; alarm bells rang a bit when he didn't show any interest in the food I put down. He also didn't seem to be able to settle anywhere and didn't seem to know what he wanted. This morning OH came up before he went to work to say that Talus had had an "accident" overnight - he was a bit hit and miss with the litter tray over the last week or so - and that he was very lethargic and just very unhappy.
I gave him a quick bath first thing and then made the decision to ring the vet to arrange a house-visit - it was time. Talus had made it obvious that he had had enough and didn't want to fight anymore - you could see it in his face. I took the day off work and he spent it on my lap wrapped in a towel, asleep but as the morning passed he became more and more unresponsive and unaware of his surroundings, but I hope he knew we were there. At one point he had an "accident" on my lap but I don't think he knew or was aware of it when we cleaned him up. Occasionally he would let out a very low howl and sort of arch back/stretch out his legs and sort of "bicycle" them - I don't know whether he was dreaming, wherever he was, or having small seizures as his system shut down. But I hope he was comforted to know that he was in my arms and loved.
By the time the vet arrived to put him to sleep he'd sliped away almost totally; his pulse was very weak and his breathing had become very shallow - we thought he'd gone a couple of times but then he'd kind of gasp in a breath and twitch - he was still holding on. At least though he wasn't scared - he wasn't aware that the vet was there and didn't know what was happening, even when unfortunately they couldn't raise a vein in one front leg because his system had shut downso much. When the injection went in he passed almost immediately.
Goodbye sweet boy; I hope that Bladey-cat is waiting at the Bridge for you. xxxxx
He was diagnosed with probable lymphoma in March. He lost weight before Chrstmas and we spent sometime going back and forth to the vet with no obvous cause being found. Eventually they x-rayed and lymphoma was given as the most likely cause of the weight loss - he was nearly 11 years old and weighed less than 3 kg.
He was a sweet little munchkin; we always joked about him having enormous ears and that one day he would grow into them but he never did and now he never will
Yesterday evening he was fairly bright although he seemed a bit more wobbly than he has been; alarm bells rang a bit when he didn't show any interest in the food I put down. He also didn't seem to be able to settle anywhere and didn't seem to know what he wanted. This morning OH came up before he went to work to say that Talus had had an "accident" overnight - he was a bit hit and miss with the litter tray over the last week or so - and that he was very lethargic and just very unhappy.
I gave him a quick bath first thing and then made the decision to ring the vet to arrange a house-visit - it was time. Talus had made it obvious that he had had enough and didn't want to fight anymore - you could see it in his face. I took the day off work and he spent it on my lap wrapped in a towel, asleep but as the morning passed he became more and more unresponsive and unaware of his surroundings, but I hope he knew we were there. At one point he had an "accident" on my lap but I don't think he knew or was aware of it when we cleaned him up. Occasionally he would let out a very low howl and sort of arch back/stretch out his legs and sort of "bicycle" them - I don't know whether he was dreaming, wherever he was, or having small seizures as his system shut down. But I hope he was comforted to know that he was in my arms and loved.
By the time the vet arrived to put him to sleep he'd sliped away almost totally; his pulse was very weak and his breathing had become very shallow - we thought he'd gone a couple of times but then he'd kind of gasp in a breath and twitch - he was still holding on. At least though he wasn't scared - he wasn't aware that the vet was there and didn't know what was happening, even when unfortunately they couldn't raise a vein in one front leg because his system had shut downso much. When the injection went in he passed almost immediately.
Goodbye sweet boy; I hope that Bladey-cat is waiting at the Bridge for you. xxxxx
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