This afternoon my mom came in the house crying and told me that Rasha had finally stopped drinking last night. He's been battling kidney failure for the last 3 years and stopped eating about a week ago. We had high hopes that he would bounce back with some TLC, but never did. With his weightloss, we started noticing he was bloated. Later on, we found out that it was conjestive heart failure that killed him in the end. Last night was the last straw, he stopped drinking as well. Mom made the decision at work this morning and I drove her to the vet at 12:30 this afternoon with Rasha quietly in hand.
She held him while he died and says that he went peacefully and quietly. We both know that his beloved mother, Natasha, my wonderful cat who passed on this summer was there to retrieve him from my mothers arms. Rasha died at the age of 18 after having lived a full and loving life and will be missed greatly by all members of our household, but especially my mom who loved him from the minute he was born to the moment he died.
We love you "big red"
She held him while he died and says that he went peacefully and quietly. We both know that his beloved mother, Natasha, my wonderful cat who passed on this summer was there to retrieve him from my mothers arms. Rasha died at the age of 18 after having lived a full and loving life and will be missed greatly by all members of our household, but especially my mom who loved him from the minute he was born to the moment he died.
We love you "big red"