I put down Christopher Thomas last week. At the same time, my ShakerToy was hit by a blood clot in the aorta which has paralyzed his hind legs. He can't walk, just drag himself a short distance across the floor, cannot stand or make it into the litter box. The vet says prognosis is poor.
And I can't sleep, am irritated with the other cats 9(the two who are not functional or here any more were my favourites - active, affectionate, lovable males who greeted me when I came home and slept with me and chased each other. Now, not much energy in the apartment, only 3 lazy, unaffectionate females who only are interested in stealing the food I am giving ShakerToy, never in me or anything else. I feel so alone, so depressed, hopeless.
At first, I was numb, now that's starting to wear off. I don't know what to do. Feel as if I can't stand this. These cats are my only family...
And I can't sleep, am irritated with the other cats 9(the two who are not functional or here any more were my favourites - active, affectionate, lovable males who greeted me when I came home and slept with me and chased each other. Now, not much energy in the apartment, only 3 lazy, unaffectionate females who only are interested in stealing the food I am giving ShakerToy, never in me or anything else. I feel so alone, so depressed, hopeless.
At first, I was numb, now that's starting to wear off. I don't know what to do. Feel as if I can't stand this. These cats are my only family...