Well, today, after a month and 11 days after being diagnosed with CRF, my beautiful cat passed. She was only 8 years old, which makes me even sadder. In all this sadness and tough times, I can at least take a bit of comfort in the fact that she passed away at home, on her kitty bed, in her sleep. She had been gone for 3 days for blood work and hydration, but her kidneys weren't working and she peed everything that went it. But yesterday, in her weakest state, we spent the whole day together. She could barely walk, but begged me to take her to her adored yard, to enjoy her beloved sun, dirt and plants, for the last time. She knew. I also knew she would leave me, but I don't know, you always have space for some kind of miracle. But after she came back from the vet, she wasn't herself anymore. I looked her in the eyes and said: "It's okay, I'm okay, go rest now, whenever you're ready". She's buried in her beloved yard, and guarding her are two of her favorite plants, which she used to "mark" all the time.
Because of her young age, vets seem to think she was born with CRF. I don't know. No answers can't help me get out of this hole that I'm in.
I'm glad I can write this here, because I know nobody else can get me better than you. She slept with me, she "talked" to me, she opened doors in the funniest ways, we played hide and seek. Most people would say "She was just a cat". She was a part of me, and that part is gone now.
Thank you for reading this. I'm saying goodbye to www.catforum.com
. The impact she has had in my life will be unique and she will always be the only cat in my life. I lost my childhood pet, an Akita, when he was 13, he lived some years after breed expectancy. It was painful as well, but I couldn't ask for more. This is different, this feels like when a child dies. Unfair could be the word to describe it.
Thanks again, I enjoyed sharing some of her life here.