This is P-Kitty. AKA: Poor Kitty. Though, he had a good life, so he really wasn't a poor kitty after he came to live with us, so we just shortened it to P-Kitty since he answered to it. 7 years ago we named him that because when we moved here, he just would come by and hang out with us all day/all night. No one knew who he belonged to. Everyone just called him "kitty" and took turns making sure he was fed. So he knew his name as "Kitty". Finally we found his owner, a neighbor few houses away, who was rather neglectful. We had tried to get the owner to give him up, but he was stubborn. So in the meantime while we tried to persuade, we would give p-kitty a warm and dry place to stay on rainy and cold days and we gave as much love as we could. Before we ended up calling the ACC to check things out, the owner just moved away and left him behind. We were so thankful and he officially became ours. He was such a great cat -- would come when called, would sit when you said sit, would lie down when you said lie down. He was like a cat/dog. He just wanted to be snuggled and loved. He was smart and sweet and we will miss him terribly.
"Hey, make yourself useful!" "That's it, right there...ahhhh"
He's an older cat, vet estimated he might be 14 years old now and he has been slowing down quite a bit, but especially in the last few days and so we made an appointment to have a vet check up. But this morning he didn't touch his food at all (and that's not like him as always has had a healthy appetite) and he was breathing heavier than normal, and his meow was weaker. He looked uncomfortable. So we got him into the vet this afternoon and they found out right away through xrays that he was suffering with a lot of fluid around his lungs and it was at a serious level. He was much more sick than we even imagined. Vet said it was most likely cancer or heart failure. Though how quickly he just stopped eating and weakening, I wonder if it was heart failure. Just didn't realize that TODAY was going to be his last day.
And the vet said that though we could put him through an ultra sound to see if there is cancer that is causing this, he may not be able to survive all of stress of more tests. Just the ride the vet and the xrays, he was laboring and not doing well, and so we made the excruciating decision to put an end to his suffering. We stayed with him and loved him while they helped him pass peacefully. We never expected to go to the vets today and leave with an empty carrier. We are still in such shock. My husband was hit very hard because this was his buddy. This cat loved him, and would always look for him when he was gone, would cuddle with him, and just always wanted to be near him. P-Kitty is very sorely missed.
We will miss P-Kitty's hugs