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Hubby and I have pretty much decided that we will have to euthanize our beloved Kira cat, probably this week.
A week ago Saturday, we took her to the vet because I had noticed she was losing weight and wasn't eating or drinking much. The vet gave her a very thorough exam, drew blood for testing and gave us some antibiotics to give to her. We were advised the blood test came back "very good" and for the first few days, after taking the medicine, she seemed better. She was eating a bit more, drinking okay and our hopes were high.
Then, suddenly she stopped eating again, stopped drinking and when we tried to give her the medicine, it seemed like she was having trouble swallowing.
Last night, I made chicken for supper. She loves chicken. She jumped up on the sofa and I fed her some small pieces and noticed she was gagging as she tried to swallow. After eating less then a one inch chunk (where she used to eat nearly a half a breast) she sort of gave up and went back under the chair.
This morning, she ate maybe two small bites of her wet food before she gave up.
We noticed last week at the vet (and the vet noticed also) that one of her pupils is larger than the other. Hubby thinks she may have had a stroke or something...the vet had jokingly said something about a brain tumor...
I think one or both of them are correct. I do not recognize this version of my beloved Kira. I've been blessed to have her in my life for over 14 years. I've known her longer than my husband and I love her nearly as much.
And, rationally, I know this is the kindest thing to do for her--I don't want to watch her starve to death--but I'm devastated. I called and left a message with the vet and I'm hoping to get in tomorrow. I don't want her to suffer needlessly any longer.
Kira is on the left, sharing the sofa that day with Pippin. I'm going to miss her so much, but I think it's her time.
A week ago Saturday, we took her to the vet because I had noticed she was losing weight and wasn't eating or drinking much. The vet gave her a very thorough exam, drew blood for testing and gave us some antibiotics to give to her. We were advised the blood test came back "very good" and for the first few days, after taking the medicine, she seemed better. She was eating a bit more, drinking okay and our hopes were high.
Then, suddenly she stopped eating again, stopped drinking and when we tried to give her the medicine, it seemed like she was having trouble swallowing.
Last night, I made chicken for supper. She loves chicken. She jumped up on the sofa and I fed her some small pieces and noticed she was gagging as she tried to swallow. After eating less then a one inch chunk (where she used to eat nearly a half a breast) she sort of gave up and went back under the chair.
This morning, she ate maybe two small bites of her wet food before she gave up.
We noticed last week at the vet (and the vet noticed also) that one of her pupils is larger than the other. Hubby thinks she may have had a stroke or something...the vet had jokingly said something about a brain tumor...
I think one or both of them are correct. I do not recognize this version of my beloved Kira. I've been blessed to have her in my life for over 14 years. I've known her longer than my husband and I love her nearly as much.
And, rationally, I know this is the kindest thing to do for her--I don't want to watch her starve to death--but I'm devastated. I called and left a message with the vet and I'm hoping to get in tomorrow. I don't want her to suffer needlessly any longer.
Kira is on the left, sharing the sofa that day with Pippin. I'm going to miss her so much, but I think it's her time.
