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Hello, friends
I'm back with a sad life update. I made the decision to put down my geriatric cat, Napoleon. He would be 17 next month. Up until a few months ago, he was doing great and has had no health issues his whole life. But within the last few months he went blind, lost almost all his hearing, grew painfully thin, and now has been peeing outside the box. As much as it saddens me and hurts me, it's time to let him go. I have an appt for tomorrow night. Our vet friend will stop by and do it at our house so his last moments will remain peaceful.
I have cried so much the past couple days. This cat means so much to me. My cousin gave him to me as a birthday present when I turned 13.
He's very much a one person cat. I could pet him indefinitely and he would remain happy and enjoy it, but would only tolerate a few moments of affection from anyone else.
One of my favorite memories of him is how he seemed to know I was in some kind of distress when I was in labor with each of my kids and wouldn't leave my side. I had all my babies at home so he was present for each whole event. He would sit in the bathroom if I was laboring in the shower, and refused to get off the bed when I was pushing, even though he clearly didn't like the midwife in his space.
He is very special and I'm going to miss him dearly.
I'm back with a sad life update. I made the decision to put down my geriatric cat, Napoleon. He would be 17 next month. Up until a few months ago, he was doing great and has had no health issues his whole life. But within the last few months he went blind, lost almost all his hearing, grew painfully thin, and now has been peeing outside the box. As much as it saddens me and hurts me, it's time to let him go. I have an appt for tomorrow night. Our vet friend will stop by and do it at our house so his last moments will remain peaceful.
I have cried so much the past couple days. This cat means so much to me. My cousin gave him to me as a birthday present when I turned 13.
He's very much a one person cat. I could pet him indefinitely and he would remain happy and enjoy it, but would only tolerate a few moments of affection from anyone else.
One of my favorite memories of him is how he seemed to know I was in some kind of distress when I was in labor with each of my kids and wouldn't leave my side. I had all my babies at home so he was present for each whole event. He would sit in the bathroom if I was laboring in the shower, and refused to get off the bed when I was pushing, even though he clearly didn't like the midwife in his space.
He is very special and I'm going to miss him dearly.