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Mr. Lemming

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DC has been my cat for at least the last 10 years that I'm certain of, probably more. She was found outside in the backyard as a stray eating bird seed off the ground and was pretty obviously from a bad home prior to either being abandoned or running away due to her reactions to people. But over the course of a few weeks as we fed her she grew more attached to me once she realized I wasn't a threat.

She's almost 19 years old going off best estimates and hasn't been in great health lately, what with pretty bad arthritis in both knees and just typical older age ailments. And today after getting some information the vet believes her kidneys might have shut down based on how she's behaving around the house today... The last few days I've gotten a vibe from her that she doesn't have much left, but I didn't think it was going to be this soon. She goes in for blood work tomorrow morning.

She got the name DC for being a devilish cat, terrorizing the other two regularly. Now she's frequently laying around, mewing faintly... :crying:
 
Sorry to hear that.. My cat Patches was also a rescue. A cat had the litter under the house of my neighbors when they still lived there and he was brought over by the owner and was small enough to fit in your palm and was on deaths doorstep. He was nursed back to health and the neighbors tried to come over to take him back but he stayed in his home and has been my baby ever since. I can't imagine how I will be when his time comes, but I have had my share (at least 5+) of having to let our family members go because of health issues, but I would rather them be home up above then suffer, it is a hard thing to watch and even a harder decision to let them go. His name came from his color, he's white with gray patches all over him. His name was originally Patches O' Hoolihan, but that's a lot to pronounce let alone write, so we shortened it to Patches but his name will always be Patches O' Hoolihan.
 
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The vet finally called after having left her with them for blood work as they were busy with a sudden case, stating that while they haven't shut down yet they're starting to. At current rate she'd have to have daily injections of fluids and whatnot just to survive, and I have to decide whether to keep her alive and in frequent pain or let her go.

I've already made the decision, but it's still eating away at me...
 
I'm giving you a huge hug right now.
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Dang, not much to say. But someone did say it good in a song I remember from my youth.

"Life is just a party, and parties aren't meant to last."

It isn't easy, but remembering the good times of the party does help.
Take care...
 
Danke you guys. I'm not even remotely close to 'normal', but I'm better lately. Spent all of Friday pretty much depressed out of my gourd and feeling oddly empty after crying for a good deal of the day Thursday. Still finding little things around the house that respark that sadness in me every so often, in which it doesn't help in the slightest to have the cat tree down here near my computer. God knows I'll likely snap when she's brought home finally in a week or so.
 
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