I rescued him a long with a little girl cat 14 years ago. They are both now about 17.
He was a big beautiful boy and has been a wonderful quiet friend all this time, through thick and thin.
He has kidney problems and we've been managing for about 18 months. Lack of appetite has been an issue, and he is now terribly thin and barely eating at all (due to kidney related nausea).
I took him to the vet this morning, and she kept him in to try a drip, do bloods and give him some injections. I could tell she wasn't hopeful.
I felt so terrible leaving him, but this approach has perked him up in the past and so I felt I had to give it a try. This time though, he is so dreadfully thin.
He does still have some quality of life- uses the cat flap, explores the gardens, loves a cuddle. It's just so frustrating that he will not eat. I do know though that cats are experts at hiding distress.
I have been unable to pull myself together all day. I love him so much and I want to do my best by him. My heart is breaking already.
My son adores him too. He will be devastated when we loose him. My son knows he is old and poorly but I was hoping I could put in a brave face in until the time comes- but I just can't stop crying.
I usually quite tough but this has floored me- especially being unable to put a brave face on for DS.