Niko's Mom
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I had to reduce Niko back to 1.00 this AM because we aren't around to monitor and he threw a 49 at AMPS, had to stall until he came back up to 59. We weren't even on day 3 of the 1.25... but once again I'm scared to reduce because 1.00 was kinda ugly on him.
A sad update on Oscar: some of you may have read about my senior kitty having seizures. I tried so hard to advocate for him with my parents and have him euthanized to make sure he went peacefully. My parents outright refused and the vets needed their permission for at home euthanasia, so it didn't happen. Poor Oscar weighed 4 pounds (he usually was 7-8, small cat) and was in severe respiratory distress for weeks. My parents went away on vacation this week and I popped in to feed Oscar and their other young cat, Zoe.
Yesterday during my drop-in, Oscar had a very violent and scary seizure that eventually took his life. It was so awful to see. I truly think he waited for me to come home to die because he didn't want to be alone. He basically seized all around the house, afraid and in pain, until he collapsed by our dining room table while I sat with him, on the phone with the vet trying to see if I could bring him in to be euthanized. He hated the vet so I guess he decided to just pass away there, his little body couldn't handle it. He took his last breaths near me but it wasn't peaceful, it was so aggressive and I am so upset he went out so scared. I hope that my presence gave him some solace in his final moments, and the fact that he was at home and that Zoe was also there.
I know he is pain free and at peace right now but I am so mad at my parents for dragging this out. He deserved to go out on a good day. He was such a good spicy kitty, there for me throughout the major milestones in my life. He lived the best life a cat could have. Rigor mortis set in so fast that by the time I brought his body to the vet, he was stiff. I chose to get him cremated and get a paw print. I showed Zoe his body so she would understand he wouldn't be coming home.
I've been crying nonstop since yesterday and doing my best to accept the fact that he is in a better place now. I just wish it went differently.
I had to reduce Niko back to 1.00 this AM because we aren't around to monitor and he threw a 49 at AMPS, had to stall until he came back up to 59. We weren't even on day 3 of the 1.25... but once again I'm scared to reduce because 1.00 was kinda ugly on him.
A sad update on Oscar: some of you may have read about my senior kitty having seizures. I tried so hard to advocate for him with my parents and have him euthanized to make sure he went peacefully. My parents outright refused and the vets needed their permission for at home euthanasia, so it didn't happen. Poor Oscar weighed 4 pounds (he usually was 7-8, small cat) and was in severe respiratory distress for weeks. My parents went away on vacation this week and I popped in to feed Oscar and their other young cat, Zoe.
Yesterday during my drop-in, Oscar had a very violent and scary seizure that eventually took his life. It was so awful to see. I truly think he waited for me to come home to die because he didn't want to be alone. He basically seized all around the house, afraid and in pain, until he collapsed by our dining room table while I sat with him, on the phone with the vet trying to see if I could bring him in to be euthanized. He hated the vet so I guess he decided to just pass away there, his little body couldn't handle it. He took his last breaths near me but it wasn't peaceful, it was so aggressive and I am so upset he went out so scared. I hope that my presence gave him some solace in his final moments, and the fact that he was at home and that Zoe was also there.
I know he is pain free and at peace right now but I am so mad at my parents for dragging this out. He deserved to go out on a good day. He was such a good spicy kitty, there for me throughout the major milestones in my life. He lived the best life a cat could have. Rigor mortis set in so fast that by the time I brought his body to the vet, he was stiff. I chose to get him cremated and get a paw print. I showed Zoe his body so she would understand he wouldn't be coming home.
I've been crying nonstop since yesterday and doing my best to accept the fact that he is in a better place now. I just wish it went differently.
