Thanks for the support.
I had a cat, Louie, many moons ago. I worked a second shift job and he was so enjoyable. People commented how he was friendly as a dog. He never knew a stranger. I had him for 9 years. He developed feline leukemia (I didn't get his shots either and let him out once in a while) and wasted away very fast. I finally took matters in my own hands and put him to sleep. I was there throughout the process. That was hard but I think anyone that does have their animal put down to be there. It will make you feel better after it's all said and done.
Chloe was sick when I got her. I got her at PetSmart. I was taking the cat carrier I had bleached and canned food to donate to this organization that was there that night adopting cats to folks. Instead of leaving the stuff and going home I ended up paying for the adoption and taking her home.
They called five different times wanting to take her back and let me have another cat. I couldn't do that. I already had her to the vet for the UR. My vet said that the organization I got her from was poorly run and they were forever bringing their cats in for Chloe's problem. Whatever was wrong they were just passing it around, over and over. I finally told the people to bug off. I felt she had probably been shuffled around as it was. She wasn't a kitten when I got her.
Somewhere I dropped the ball on her care. I still have these huge feelings of guilt today. It's rough knowing you could have done a lot better. With Louie I was sad for me. But with Chloe, as I've said, I've been extremely sad for her.
I see tons of people on this board that are very responsible. That makes me happy.
I'll say this. I may have extended her life a little longer. I know people that will put down a cat for just about anything. She was happy most of the time. She loved to "butt" heads with me. If I was busy in the kitchen she would hop up on the counter and stand there. As soon as I put my head down she would run up and softly tap my head like she was a ram. Funniest thing I ever saw. And she was always curled up next to me when I watched t.v. And she loved sleeping under the covers of the bed in the winter. All I had to do was lift back the sheet and she would jump right in. She stayed there all night. She was gentle as a lamb. One of the sweetest creatures I have ever had. When I saw her having a seizure one after another it killed me.
I hope she rests in peace too. She's got to be in peace! The memory of her is still strong. I keep looking for her or mistake a pair of sandals on the floor for her all curled up. Bless the beasts and the children..
I've learned a hard lesson. I'm sad she had to be the lesson.
Guys, thanks for letting me post here. It makes things easier..