I dread the morning (UPDATE) (FINAL)
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Her name was Nija; we called her Ni-Ni or Ninny. She was completely black. She was a gift to my daughter and granddaughter from friends of my daughter who live in Vancouver BC. Nija was smuggled into the US under a coat on my daughter's lap; an undocumented immigrant. She never was a big kitty-- only weighed 9 pounds at her prime. She was about 4.5 at the end. She was a lovely pet and companion for my granddaughter. Son-in-law and Granddaughter took her to the vet this morning. She became so much of a hermit in the last couple of weeks, I don't think the other animals have figured out that she is actually gone. We have three other cats, age 5, and a dog age 1. Although it's nice to have the other animals, each one is an individual with her own characteristics and we will miss Ni-Ni very much.
Thanks for letting me share this with you. Kisses and hugs to your pets.
We have an old kitty -- she's about 19. She is little and frail and has had a couple of episodes in the past year where we weren't sure she was going to be with us much longer. But she's still here. The last couple of days she has been sleeping a lot under a bed by the heat register. Usually she jumps up on the bed to sleep by my side. Tonight when I went to my room, she came out from under the bed, meowed once loudly (usually has a soft voice) and stood there wobbling on her legs. She finally made it out to the kitchen and drank some water, all the time wobbling on her legs. Then went back under the bed where it's warm. It rained today -- we're hoping that is the rain that has stiffened her, but at her age, we can't keep kidding ourselves. She doesn't appear to be in any pain. Up until this morning, she has been eating. She doesn't like soft food and will only eat the dry stuff. She drank water tonight, so maybe that's a good sign. Like I said, I dread what the morning may bring.
Thanks to all of you for the kind words. As of this moment, Wed 6:04 pm, she is still with us. She only meowed once yesterday but has been quiet since then, that's why I figured she is not in pain. She came out from under the bed and went to the water dish just a few minutes ago, but was only barely able to walk. She is in the arms of son-in-law and they are trying to hand-feed her bits of tuna and trying to get her to drink some tuna water. There's no interest in either. We talked it over (daughter, son-in-law, me) and decided that son-in-law would take her to the vet tomorrow; the appointment is 9:30, if she lives that long. Granddaughter has to have some time with this decision as it is her cat since she was a baby -- they were babies together. I tear up at the very thought -- it's so sad that precious kitties have such short lives.
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