I lost my cat. I've been loosing her for about 5 years now. But today she is really gone. At 23 years old Snowflake lived a full and happy life. She loved spaghetti, cheese, and mayo. She would rather eat people food any old day. We got Snowflake when I was 5 years old and if you've ever been to my house, you've seen her. We have gone through numerous pets, since we've had her. We had dogs, rabbits, birds, hamsters, you name it. Snowflake who was a beautiful white Persian began going through depression when Stacy and I got married and I moved out of the rent's house. So about a year after we married (maybe sooner) she moved in with us. Stacy, who has Never been a big cat fan, took to Snowflake and loved her (even though he got angry at her often.) We all thought that when I got married, she'd die....she didn't. Then we thought if she moved into my house, she'd die....she didn't. We thought the same thing about the birth of Micah man. She's been fine and even liked (tolerated) Micah. She's been deaf for about 2 years now, and about 3 months ago she stopped bathing herself. I knew that she must be tired, but it just got worse. She stopped eating, pooping, and could hardly walk. She dragged her left leg when she walked, and could only take about 5 steps before having to rest. The only reason that she ever left bed was to eat (very rarely) or use the bathroom. Stacy and I felt very sorry for her and knew that something needed to be done. Daddy, who helped me make the decision went with us to the vet today. Snowflake who has always been a healthy cat only weighed 5 lbs (mostly bones), she had jaundice and had liver cancer. It is very sad, but I hated to see her suffer. She was put to sleep and will be buried at the rent's house. What is really sad is that Micah went to sleep in the truck after we left Costco (after taking Snow to the vet) he woke up for a split second between the truck and bed, and all he said was "where's Snowflake." He won't understand, and it will be so sad!
1 month ago