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I've had my cat ("Carrots) for over 19 years now (as of a couple of weeks ago). When I found him and took him home he was (by my best guess) about 10 weeks old or so. That was around the 4th of July, 2003. Although he was a "fat cat" for many years, within the last couple of years he started losing weight as well as his body mass. Within the last year, his belly started sagging as he got skinnier and skinnier. Around six months ago he stopped burying his pee & poop whenever he went to use the litter box. In the last few weeks I've been watching him go downhill fast. He's just skin and bone now. Within the last week he's stopped eating & drinking and within the last couple of days he's started smelling awful - like he's already gone.
So I got a hold of my landlady (who happens work at the local vet's office) and talked to her about having him put down. The problem is that the vet's office is about five miles away and I have no transportation. I've been trying to find a ride because the thought of watching him die right in front of me is unbearable. The very thought of not having him in my life anymore is heartbreaking. My landlady said that the vet's office can have him put down, cremated and I can keep his ashes for about $200. I have enough in my savings account to cover it so that's not the issue. The issue is losing my baby and I'm having a very hard time coping with it.
I'm not looking for a magical solution to make him well again as I know that's not possible. Carrots has had a good life and we've had nearly two wonderful decades together. I was just needing to talk to someone about it who loved their cats and could relate to my situation when out of the blue, I remembered this site. I haven't been on here in several years but for some reason I just happened to think of The Catsite. I've loved my baby - or as I call him, my "little buddy" for a very long time. This is so hard.
And to top it all off? Today (of all days) is my birthday. I'm 63 years old as of today. Lord please give me strength.
So I got a hold of my landlady (who happens work at the local vet's office) and talked to her about having him put down. The problem is that the vet's office is about five miles away and I have no transportation. I've been trying to find a ride because the thought of watching him die right in front of me is unbearable. The very thought of not having him in my life anymore is heartbreaking. My landlady said that the vet's office can have him put down, cremated and I can keep his ashes for about $200. I have enough in my savings account to cover it so that's not the issue. The issue is losing my baby and I'm having a very hard time coping with it.
I'm not looking for a magical solution to make him well again as I know that's not possible. Carrots has had a good life and we've had nearly two wonderful decades together. I was just needing to talk to someone about it who loved their cats and could relate to my situation when out of the blue, I remembered this site. I haven't been on here in several years but for some reason I just happened to think of The Catsite. I've loved my baby - or as I call him, my "little buddy" for a very long time. This is so hard.
And to top it all off? Today (of all days) is my birthday. I'm 63 years old as of today. Lord please give me strength.