It’s too late to even worry about this as my soul baby passed 3 months now. I’m having a hard time coping with it and looking for answers on why this happened to her. Long story short, out of the blue she got ill, first vet thought it was a UTI. One week later found out that its was mass in her bladder and performing life saving surgery on her. After sure the surgery found out it was cancer but unsure what kind. Basically her case is rare and currently still waiting results from the autopsy.

Rewind to little over a year ago I adopted 2 kitten. Who I love and they loved their older sister so much. I keep thinking back to when she was alive and healthy. I keep trying to find away to explain how this happened and why she is currently not here anymore. I always wondered if I caused her to get ill, causing her death.

Shortly after adopting the kittens, Oreo was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. However, in April she got a clean bill of health and it was under control. 2 months later she was fighting for her life in the hospital. Survived then passed 2 months later. I don’t know, I guess I can never come to terms with these events. She was such a big part of my life, now she is gone and part of me as well. I love my 2 kitties so much and I don’t regret adopting them. I just really miss my soul baby so much. It all happened so fast.

Anyways thank you for reading this? I guess I would like to know how others who have lost their fur babies are doing? How many months or years? Do you still grieve them? Do you still replay their memories and/or their last moments in your head?

It’s been a year since we’ve met. Many more years to come.

Hello fellow senior kitty owners! I understand as cats age, they can lose weight! I am starting to be able to feel Elsie’s spine easily which freaks me out, but sources say that is a place they tend to lose muscle as time goes on. I got on here to ask for any tips or tricks you all have for gaining weight! Thank you so so much☻

He slept like that for half an hour

This is Smokey! My nephew found him up in their car when he (my nephew) was like 5 and Smokey was a kitten about 12 years ago. His dad isn't a fan of cats, so my mom took the kitty in. He's been very food aggressive and independent, though also very loyal. My mom had him going indoors and outdoors.

When my mom passed a couple of years back, Smokey ended up with me. I tried very very hard to find him another home, I already had two seniors including a sick one. But of course I was going I take him in when I couldn't. It has been a struggle to get him to keep his collar on, and to realize that kitties are indoors only. There was definite tension between him and my two. Whenever I listed how many cats I had I never really included him immediately with the others. Like he lived with me but he wasnt mine. He had no interest in me outside of meal times and occasionally play with a laser pointer.

About a year ago I adopted a kitten. For a number of reasons, including her needing help. But I was hoping he might find a friend. I'm pretty sure he missed my mom's dog and her other cat both of which ended up elsewhere. He does seem to love playing with her. They play a lot and I'm glad they found each other.

Guys, suddenly he's started coming up to me. He plopped himself right in the crook of my elbow and started purring. Like well over a year into living with me. And now he's coming up onto my bed and making pleas for my attention! It's so sudden and different! And I can see the effort he's making! The first day on my bed he bit me to get my attention and it hurt and I cried out. The next time he was much gentler! I still startled, and now he isn't biting! I feel bad since I didn't mean to make him feel bad. I feel so guilty about how I've thought of him these past few years. Like I was such a bad guardian when he's now such a sweet boy to me 😭.

Said goodbye today. Mammary cancer as she was not spayed until I adopted her at 3. Home euthanasia, the vet was so kind. I will miss my gorgeous girl.

Many of you offered such words of kindness as I grappled with having to make the very agonizing decision to say goodbye to my beloved 11-year-old boy Hobbes on Monday. It was very sudden. Today, I went to the humane society “just to look” and pet some kittens… and Philomena chose me. She rubbed into my side as I walked by her cage and when I opened the cage, she jumped into my arms and cuddled into my chest, purring happily. I just knew that we were meant to be. My story with Hobbes closed, but my story with Philomena (who I will call Mena!) is just beginning, and I can’t wait for everything that it has in store.

That's a week now I adopted her! 🥳 She fell asleep like this while I was petting her. She's snoring! 😆

This is 4 days post op, I still have to syringe feed her twice a did, but she will nibble on some food if our other cat is eating.

She's still having equilibrium issues but I'm holding out hope!

Little turds first ever health issue, I'm hoping she recovers from this one. Old girls got a lot of life left in her if so