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I had been posting in cat health and receiving so much support there, but i’m sad to say we had to make the heartbreaking decision to put Princess (Pcess, P) to sleep last night.
She had comorbid HCM and thyperthyroid, along with liver inflammation and pancreatitis. 11/10 we had a feeding tube placed as she had stopped eating. Unfortunately she started having very labored breathing and difficulty standing and walking. We managed to get 3 tube feedings in but she worsened.
Brought her to the emergency clinic once and euthanasia was suggested but we thought we would try to take her home and let her pass at home if it was her time. We did but it was too hard to watch her continue to suffer and struggle to breathe.
So we brought her back and made the hardest decision of our lives. We went into the comfort room I had noticed on our many visits but never thought we would be occupying, at least not so soon. My husband and I cried and cried. We asked ourselves if we were doing the right thing. We saw it in P’s eyes - she was in pain, and already gone, in a way.
Just yesterday morning she’s had jumped up onto the corner of my bed next to my pillow to be my little spoon. I didn’t realize it would be our last cuddle in that spot.
The doctor talked to us in an exam room before the comfort room and reassured us this was the best decision considering her situation, age, and multiple diseases she was facing. On their own they can be managed or treated, but perhaps together, her body is simply failing.
Before the doctor came in we held her on our laps, told her how much she meant to us. I thanked her for ever moment we had together. As the medicine went in I told her “no more pain I love you forever” over and over until the doctor said she has passed away.
The wave of grief has surprised me, even though I’ve known this Day was coming and have dreaded it. Not so soon! One more day, one more test, one more treatment. But no more. It was P’s time, and she was ready. And she suffers no more.
Our bed is empty and our apartment is filled with reminders of her life with us, even in our other cat, Max - who has no idea. I will so miss P’s chirps and meows, our morning snuggles, how she would lay on books like she was about to read them. I got her when I was basically a child - 18. And now at 33, I had to say goodbye. P faced so much life with me. Two marriages, a divorce, 5 apartments, multiple jobs. She was there by my side when I was too sad to pick myself up off the bathroom floor.
Now she goes across the Rainbow Bridge to meet Frodo, who passed in 2014. They were two kittens I adopted together in 2003. In their younger years they loved cuddling with each other. I like to think of them as reunited once more.
Now that the worst has happened, i’m Praying that the healing can finally begin. I love you P - Pcess, Princess, the sweetest angel girl there ever was. Rest In Peace.
2003-2018
She had comorbid HCM and thyperthyroid, along with liver inflammation and pancreatitis. 11/10 we had a feeding tube placed as she had stopped eating. Unfortunately she started having very labored breathing and difficulty standing and walking. We managed to get 3 tube feedings in but she worsened.
Brought her to the emergency clinic once and euthanasia was suggested but we thought we would try to take her home and let her pass at home if it was her time. We did but it was too hard to watch her continue to suffer and struggle to breathe.
So we brought her back and made the hardest decision of our lives. We went into the comfort room I had noticed on our many visits but never thought we would be occupying, at least not so soon. My husband and I cried and cried. We asked ourselves if we were doing the right thing. We saw it in P’s eyes - she was in pain, and already gone, in a way.
Just yesterday morning she’s had jumped up onto the corner of my bed next to my pillow to be my little spoon. I didn’t realize it would be our last cuddle in that spot.
The doctor talked to us in an exam room before the comfort room and reassured us this was the best decision considering her situation, age, and multiple diseases she was facing. On their own they can be managed or treated, but perhaps together, her body is simply failing.
Before the doctor came in we held her on our laps, told her how much she meant to us. I thanked her for ever moment we had together. As the medicine went in I told her “no more pain I love you forever” over and over until the doctor said she has passed away.
The wave of grief has surprised me, even though I’ve known this Day was coming and have dreaded it. Not so soon! One more day, one more test, one more treatment. But no more. It was P’s time, and she was ready. And she suffers no more.
Our bed is empty and our apartment is filled with reminders of her life with us, even in our other cat, Max - who has no idea. I will so miss P’s chirps and meows, our morning snuggles, how she would lay on books like she was about to read them. I got her when I was basically a child - 18. And now at 33, I had to say goodbye. P faced so much life with me. Two marriages, a divorce, 5 apartments, multiple jobs. She was there by my side when I was too sad to pick myself up off the bathroom floor.
Now she goes across the Rainbow Bridge to meet Frodo, who passed in 2014. They were two kittens I adopted together in 2003. In their younger years they loved cuddling with each other. I like to think of them as reunited once more.
Now that the worst has happened, i’m Praying that the healing can finally begin. I love you P - Pcess, Princess, the sweetest angel girl there ever was. Rest In Peace.
2003-2018
RIP, little Princess.
