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On the 30th December I went to drop off gym towels at the local CPL fosterer, like I have done for years and she told me she was planning to ring me to ask if I'd consider a second cat. I was then pointed to Suzi, so had come in 4 weeks earlier, when her elderly owner moved into a home and decided not to take her. This was the picture I took at the time.
Suzi had been diagnosed with advanced liver failure and was 14yrs old, so pretty much unhomeable in the standard way, plus she needed daily medication. Upshot is that 24 hrs later, I collected her! I was told that she was not expected to live for long - a month or two at most. Her weight was very low and dropping all the time.
Within two days, she was like this:
and doing this:
and she astonished the vet and myself, by staying perky, despite more weight loss. Three weeks ago, this was her enjoying the sun, something none of us thought we'd see:
However, over the last week and half, ascites (fluid build up) has been to the extent that she struggled with steps and so just going to her litter was a struggle. I took her in yesterday evening and had already prepared myself to 'let her go', which the vet confirmed was the best thing, as anything to relieve the ascites was not really an option for a cat her age and in her skeletal state. So, it's RIP Suzi, who died with a tummy full of fish, fed to her just before we went to the vet's. Nicknamed p1ssypants for her delightful manner of dangling her bottom outside the litter, peeing on the puppy training pads outside, she amazed the vet month by month as I took her in for Vitamin B injections and repeat prescriptions. He confessed last night he expected her to last a couple of weeks after her diagnosis in December, as she was in 'late stage' failure, then.
She's buried on my OH's smallholding, high on a bank, overlooking all the animal action. I wanted somewhere special for her - she left one heck of a mark on my life.
Suzi had been diagnosed with advanced liver failure and was 14yrs old, so pretty much unhomeable in the standard way, plus she needed daily medication. Upshot is that 24 hrs later, I collected her! I was told that she was not expected to live for long - a month or two at most. Her weight was very low and dropping all the time.
Within two days, she was like this:
and doing this:
and she astonished the vet and myself, by staying perky, despite more weight loss. Three weeks ago, this was her enjoying the sun, something none of us thought we'd see:
However, over the last week and half, ascites (fluid build up) has been to the extent that she struggled with steps and so just going to her litter was a struggle. I took her in yesterday evening and had already prepared myself to 'let her go', which the vet confirmed was the best thing, as anything to relieve the ascites was not really an option for a cat her age and in her skeletal state. So, it's RIP Suzi, who died with a tummy full of fish, fed to her just before we went to the vet's. Nicknamed p1ssypants for her delightful manner of dangling her bottom outside the litter, peeing on the puppy training pads outside, she amazed the vet month by month as I took her in for Vitamin B injections and repeat prescriptions. He confessed last night he expected her to last a couple of weeks after her diagnosis in December, as she was in 'late stage' failure, then.
She's buried on my OH's smallholding, high on a bank, overlooking all the animal action. I wanted somewhere special for her - she left one heck of a mark on my life.
I had a cat who would not drink from her bowl but always from the loo
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