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One Little Spark...
I do too...Aww, I hope she's okay.![]()
I'll know tomorrow...she's sleeping now, but hasn't ate or blamed meg in two days.
I do too...Aww, I hope she's okay.![]()
So sorryI think my cat is dying.
I am taking her to the vet tomorrow.

I'll know tomorrow. She's 14, so, we shall see...So sorryI've lost two cats that I can remember. It was really hard each time.
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I'll know tomorrow. She's 14, so, we shall see...
Could be an intestinal infection. If she's barely eating, it makes sense that she's also not pooping, and that she's weak. Or it could be something else (like kidney failure, but when my cat had that, he could not control his bowel movements, so I would think not). Hoping it's something that can be taken care of with antibiotics.I won't know until tomorrow, when I take her to the vet, but I am concerned.
Long story...
And, she just came back from a visit with my parents last week...now she barely eats, hasn't pooped in two days, and just is weak (not seems weak, IS weak).
Granted, she's 14, so...that makes it harder to diagnose, but...
If time has come to say goodbye, I'm not ready.Could be an intestinal infection. If she's barely eating, it makes sense that she's also not pooping, and that she's weak. Or it could be something else (like kidney failure, but when my cat had that, he could not control his bowel movements, so I would think not). Hoping it's something that can be taken care of with antibiotics.
You were Chucky?If time has come to say goodbye, I'm not ready.
I love her..she's been with me since I was a big dancing mouse...
You were Chucky?
Was he the animatronic one?He actually was!
Was he the animatronic one?
Now THAT would be amazing!
My cat passed last night. At 16...I guess we really shouldn't be surprised...but it's still a surprise...
We were going to the vet today because she wasn't acting right...but she was active...purring and acting tired, but still interactive last night.I'm soooo sorry. ((hug)) I remember when my cat Pete passed - he had been my buddy through a lot of good times and some very hard times. I knew he was dying and I had finally made the decision to have him put down. The night before I was to take him,he passed quietly as if he knew how hard that choice was for me.
We were going to the vet today because she wasn't acting right...but she was active...purring and acting tired, but still interactive last night.
She ate, she drank...nothing to make me feel like it was an emergency...just that she wasn't feeling well...
I woke up this morning and she was curled at my feet. I thought...ok, I'll pick her up and she'll complain, like normal, and set her on her chair. Then go about the morning routine.
She...didn't complain...
Took a bit to realize...it's too late. She has passed.
Yes. I spoke with my mom, and we lost our other (18 year old) cat a few months ago...we haven't buried him yet (he was cremated)...At least it was peaceful.
We were going to the vet today because she wasn't acting right...but she was active...purring and acting tired, but still interactive last night.
She ate, she drank...nothing to make me feel like it was an emergency...just that she wasn't feeling well...
I woke up this morning and she was curled at my feet. I thought...ok, I'll pick her up and she'll complain, like normal, and set her on her chair. Then go about the morning routine.
She...didn't complain...
Took a bit to realize...it's too late. She has passed.
I could say I found a kitten yesterday but it was more she found me.
I heard meowing outside my porch and couldn't see where it was coming from. I looked down by my garden hose winder and a kitten (not a baby) had tangled itself up in the housing. Figuring it must belong to the neighbors I got it out so it could wander home wherever that was. It ran under my porch.
Not wanting to play this game all day I decided to walk across our field to ask the neighbor about this kitten. (which looked like Sylvester) This thing followed me like a dutiful puppy stopping when I stopped or pouncing on my feet then acting like it didn't do it.
When we had to cross the drive it looked like a child saying, "hold my hand" so I picked it up. That thing ran up my arm and perched on my shoulder like a parrot curling it's tail around my neck. 
I decide I'll call the local shelter to find out what to do.
I put the kitten on the porch (away from the garden hose) and go to get my phone. Open door....inside runs kitten! "What part of sit, stay, didn't you understand?"
It did a methodical reconnaissance of my kitchen and dining room before settling under the coffee table to fall asleep. I call the shelter. "Hello, yes I found this kitten, what, you're euthanizing any strays because you have 40 cats already?
Did I say kitten? I meant mitten, I found a mitten." Click.
I gave it some tuna and it ate it's fill. I called my sister who owns a horse farm to adopt it and she agreed. The kitten curled up by my feet as I sat in my rocker to wait for my sister. Someone must have played with these kittens before dumping them, it was tame. My sister fell in love with the kitten
and decided it would not be a barn cat. Just in time because I felt a migraine coming on and a sudden stomach ache......then I remembered (after being hypnotized by it's cuteness) why I couldn't keep the kitten. After two showers, Pepto and Benadryl, I spent the evening with
raw watery eyes, severe congestion and pin prick itchyness.
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