I am glad I found this site. My cat died very suddenly on Sunday 7/23/06. Her name was Misty but I called her Goober. She had lost a lot of weight over the past few months but I didn't really think anything of it since she had been on a diet. On Sunday she started trying to vomit but wasn't producing much. At one point she did vomit up a yellow fluid. She also lost control of her bowels and bladder. She became very lethargic and was just lying on the floor, as if the were asleep but her eyes were open. Every now and then she would get up and walk a few steps but then she would just lay back down. I put her on a pillow on the floor but she didn't seem to want to be there. She kept trying to go under the bed in my friendâ€™s room but I was able to coax her out. It is very dusty under there and I didn't think it was good for her. I carried her back to the pillow I had set up for her. I know it sounds strange but I knew she was going to die. I sat by her and talked to her as I petted her. Eventually she crawled under my bed and laid there. I didn't want her to be alone but she seemed to want to be. I left the house for about an hour and when I came back she was gone. I can't believe how hard this has been. I have had her more than half my life. She was the one constant good thing I could depend on. She truly was my best friend. She didn't seem to be in any pain, and from the time she started getting sick to the time she died was only about 7 hours. I keep telling people that if I were to choose the way she would have died it would have been similar to the way she did. Like I said she didn't seem to be in pain. It was Sunday so the vet wasn't open. I planned to take her first thing in the morning and if she had made it through the night I probable would have had to put her to sleep. I'm also glad that she wasn't acting sick, prior to Sunday she was her normal self. She had actually seemed more to have more energy than she has had in a long time. This happened very suddenly and that has been difficult, but I'm glad that I didn't know she was going to die. I think it would have made the time I had left with her very hard. I don't know what caused her death, and I might not ever know. I would like to but I guess it really won't make any difference, knowing how she died won't bring her back. Nothing will. I still have my 2 year old cat Blue, I also just adopted a 6 month old kitten Marley today. I love both of them to death. It makes me feel a little better to be able to rescue another cat from a shelter and give it a good life. I kind of thought adopting a new cat would take away some of the emptiness, but to tell you the truth it hasn't. I guess nothing but time will heal that. I loved Misty dearly. She could not have been any more loved and she had a really good life. I'm not sure exactly how old she was but she was at least 15. I would have liked her to live forever but I know that's not possible. Plus I'm glad she won't have to go through any of the things that older cats do, like arthritis and incontinence. I know I will see her again some day. In the meantime I try to imagine her somewhere sleeping in the sun like she used to love to do. If anyone has any suggestions on how to relieve some of the grief, please let me know. Everyday I think I'm doing a little better and then out of nowhere this intense feeling of sadness just comes over me. Has anyone else experienced anything like that? If so how long until it stopped? Also if anyone has had a similar experience and can tell me what could have caused her death please let me know. I don't know if knowing how she died will help, but maybe it will.
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7/29/06 at 7:23pm