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November 26th, 2006
08:30 pm


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Windy didn't eat his regular food over the weekend, and he wasn't interested in his food today, even with some weird stuff that Robin gave me mixed in.  He seems to be better than he was on Friday, but he's still seeming weak, and if he's not willing to eat, that's really starting to say that he's not really interested in sticking around.

He is, at least, still interested in the soft food I give him his pills in, and he's licking the pan my dinner was in.  He's at least able to get himself on and off the bed.  Jim and Robin think he's got major arthritis issues, which is possible but still doesn't explain to me why he seemed to be so weak Thursday night and Friday morning he couldn't stand.

I'm watching him at this point, but I'm afraid he's about done with life.  I don't want to ask him to hang on when he's ready to go, because I don't really think things are going to get better for him.  Even if I could give him a magic pill that cured all his health problems, he's still 12.

Jim and Robin don't have any really helpful advice.  They're not actually telling me to put him down, but they're making it pretty clear that they're supporting me in doing what I need to do, not trying to convince me that I'm overreacting.

Current Mood: sadsad

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Date:November 27th, 2006 04:35 am (UTC)
The "weakness" might be pain.
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Date:November 27th, 2006 06:46 pm (UTC)
This is never an easy thing to deal with, but it sounds like you are taking the best approach that you can. You are thinking about his comfort before you own (I get so frustrated when I see people do the opposite).
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Date:November 29th, 2006 11:51 am (UTC)
Our 15.5-year-old cats are still plenty-spry and enjoy their food, though Malta has lost a lot of flesh over the past year. She's got basically no insulation left under her fur, which leads her to LOVE to curl up on top of the computer tower.

I'm semi-holding my breath against the morning when one of them doesn't wake up for breakfast.
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