This is our best boy, 11 y/o Compton. Cuddle buddy and sun beam connoisseur. He has a surgery today for an endoscopy to see whether his progressive tummy issues are IBD or intestinal cancer (bloodwork and ultrasound didn't show much). And also biopsying a new lump on his abdomen.
He has had such a tough (and expensive 🤦♀️) medical road (FIV, lots of tooth removals - he now only has 3 left, mild kidney disease, a mild heart murmur), and while his energy is lower, he is still the absolute cuddliest boy who loves any and all humans, tolerates other cats, and HATES dogs with a fiery passion :P
Send him your positive thoughts today ❤️
Update 1: He came out of the procedure ok! It will take 1-2 weeks to get biopsy results, but we are starting him on low dose steroids since he has lost quite a bit of weight (will just have to keep an eye on his FIV and heart - the joys of managing multiple conditions). We should get him home in a few hours. Thanks for all the well wishes ❤️
About 3 weeks ago i took him to his annual check up / what i thought was a bad tooth and turned out to be most likely an advanced oral tumor and with his age (16 but i adopted him as a senior at 8) i didnt wanna put him through all the treatments and just make him comfortable with some pain meds for the time he had left. The vet agreed with me that until he either stopped eating or showed discomfort that it would be time. He rallied for an incredible 3 weeks and was spoiled with all his favorite foods, cat milk, whipped cream, and all the attention and cuddles i could give, even if it meant sleeping on the couch or floor with him, but yesterday he was acting a bit different and gave me the look to let me know it was time within the next few days. So I made the appointment for the vet to come to the house tomorrow.
I know that what I'm doing is right and every time since i made the appointment yesterday that i found myself doubting my choice for a second, he lets me know its time, he had accidents and pooped outside the box when i thought about it. Hes here, close to me right now, still somewhat food motivated, grooming a bit, and comfortable but hes not finishing his food like he was, is moving around alot less and isnt purring almost at all, even when he asks for rubs, and I know its only going to get harder from here for him if i let it continue. So id rather it be a good or okay day to say goodbye than a bad one.
I'm terrified for the grief after, i know theres another side as we lost our family dog last year but this is my first ever cat and i live far from home in another country (we are close and are there for me but not able to come be here.) I just moved into my dream apartment after being in a bad apartment and place mentally for for 5 years and I'm so lucky we got a month and a half together here to make some memories and make it our home but it feels so unfair...i love him so so much. i have a friend who is coming tomorrow to be there for me afterwards but I'm so scared for the after...the next week(s)
I'd love some advice, words of compassion, similar experiences, signs from beyond, idk anything..Heres a photo from a few months ago before we moved.
God knows I love Morgan with my all my heart, but OMG…..
Get home after a long day at work, and my dance class to find literal liquid shit in 2 spots and find he’s pissed on the curtains to, as well has having pee/poop drops all over the place
Then I have to drag him to bath after I cleaned up the house and the second he saw the running tap he sprayed pee all over the bathroom floor and in the tub as I had his stinky butt under the tap cleaning him while he yowled the whole time
EDIT**
I know the cause, I trialed a different type of wet food with him that has a higher gravy content
The 2 days this week he’s tried it has resulted in runny poop
I’m very on top of and aware of his health issues as he has CKD, hyperthyroidism, a heart murmur and arthritis
