Had the cub (ginger tabby) from the age of 4 months.
With me being retired and my wife still working i had plenty of time to observe, play and enjoy many treasured moments with him. Cub was always treated as a member of the family.
He would come with me on walks across fields, running ahead to hide in longer grass and jump out to surprise me when i approached. The head bumps, kneading and purring, tail in the air, hooked at the tip, etc. A much loved and loving cat. From time to time when looking at him i thought, such a big healthy looking cat must have a great hope of a long life.
Every day was a total delight to all the senses.
Watching him grow into what my wife would call her big beautiful boy.
A few weeks ago he became a bit lethargic and drinking more water than usual. Vet checked him on sat 25 nov and requested we observe him over the weekend to see if he could pee and bring him in on monday morning for blood tests and a scan.
Called at the vets on monday afternoon for the results. (We had hoped to take him home)
Vet told us blood tests were very poor and the scan indicated large growths on both kidneys. Vets recommended surgery on tuesday morning and would ring when kidneys were checked to give their opinion but advised being prepared for the worst possible outcome.
Received the call at 10.50 am tuesday and vet requested permission to put cub to sleep.
Collected cub from the vets on tuesday afternoon and laid him to rest in the garden.
If possible i would have given everything i own to save him/have him with us, but that cannot be.
In total shock, possibly made worse by the speed of cubs passing. Just 4 years old.
Our great family member and big beautiful boy.
I never thought i could feel such agony and pain. Devastated by his passing.
With me being retired and my wife still working i had plenty of time to observe, play and enjoy many treasured moments with him. Cub was always treated as a member of the family.
He would come with me on walks across fields, running ahead to hide in longer grass and jump out to surprise me when i approached. The head bumps, kneading and purring, tail in the air, hooked at the tip, etc. A much loved and loving cat. From time to time when looking at him i thought, such a big healthy looking cat must have a great hope of a long life.
Every day was a total delight to all the senses.
Watching him grow into what my wife would call her big beautiful boy.
A few weeks ago he became a bit lethargic and drinking more water than usual. Vet checked him on sat 25 nov and requested we observe him over the weekend to see if he could pee and bring him in on monday morning for blood tests and a scan.
Called at the vets on monday afternoon for the results. (We had hoped to take him home)
Vet told us blood tests were very poor and the scan indicated large growths on both kidneys. Vets recommended surgery on tuesday morning and would ring when kidneys were checked to give their opinion but advised being prepared for the worst possible outcome.
Received the call at 10.50 am tuesday and vet requested permission to put cub to sleep.
Collected cub from the vets on tuesday afternoon and laid him to rest in the garden.
If possible i would have given everything i own to save him/have him with us, but that cannot be.
In total shock, possibly made worse by the speed of cubs passing. Just 4 years old.
Our great family member and big beautiful boy.
I never thought i could feel such agony and pain. Devastated by his passing.
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