Yesterday was a hard day for me, I had to put our kitty (Pirate Morgan Moon Scar) down she was 18 that’s 88 in cat years. Two weeks ago hubby and I woke up and noticed between her eyes there was a large protrusion that came on over night and she was sneezing. Because of the running nose and sneezing I figured she had a sinus infection. We took her to the vet and he said he thought it was a cancerous tumor but the only way to be sure was to sedate her and do an xray. Well at 18 years old sedation is risky so we decided to have an antibiotic prescribed and hope it was just an infection.
No such luck….by Christmas day she was no longer eating or drinking, she went from a 15 pound cat down to 6 pounds, and I assume going blind due to the tumor. She no longer had any equilibrium and her eyes went from pretty green to dark black. I was carrying her to her litter box and just holding her all the time waiting for Friday morning to arrive so I could take it all away.
What a horrible thing to take an animals life, I never know if it’s the right decision. I did feel a little better when the vet looked at her and told me I was making the right decision, but it’s still so hard to do. I don’t feel I have the right to take a life. I prayed she would just fall asleep and not wake up, but that didn’t happen. So now we are down to just our dog,
It was hard cleaning out all the cats things so I bussied myself with work for the rest of the day. I mopped and waxed the floors, cleaned the microwave, did laundry, and just had a feeling of doom all day. I know things will get better with time, but it’s still hard.
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