Yesterday I said goodbye to my little baby boy Trooper after a month of fighting an upper respiratory infection and then seizures started in last week to the point he was physically here, but not mentally. He was never a healthy cat to begin with, he had a chronic respiratory problem from the animal control I adopted him from and to vets prewarned me that he would have a short life, but I didn't care I loved him from the moment he headbutted my hand from his cage at animal control.
He got a really bad upper respiratory infection at the beginning of the month and a heart murmur he has lived with his whole life at a level 1 (1-6 rating) had changed to a level 2. Last week he would go limp in my lap or where ever he was laying and cause me to panic, but would slowly come back and look at me confused. The episodes were increasing and I knew in my heart he would not make it to November, so he got extra hugs, kisses, canned food, cat treats and lunch meat. Yesterday he had an episode and fell off the back of my couch, when he came to he was hissing and his beautiful plume of a tail was bent. I called my vet in tears and my mom and I took him in immediately using her dog carrier so we didn't injure him more. His heart murmur was escalated to a 3 out of 6 and his "episodes" were seizures which could cause a "rag doll" effect instead of tremors. The vet said they could amputate his tail and do bloodwork and body scans which even if she had all the money Oprah had felt he had only a 25% chance of surviving the anastesia and that I had a decision to make. I knew when I called it was not a good outcome and I told her my heart told me he was now suffering and I could not let him suffer anymore and let me call family in to be with him which I was very thankful to be able to do.
Trooper passed in my lap being held tightly and kissed surrounded by my family well loved and very much missed. He was laid to rest next to the other feline patriarch who passed a few years ago named Ernie and my mom made him a rockery cover to match Ernie's. Its now quiet in my apartment not having my little buddy with me, but I know he is with me in spirit and I am glad that he chose me to be his forever companion and family and I made sure he was spoiled rotten and new unconditional love his whole life and he gave me the best 10 years a pet parent could ever ask for whether it was putting his paw in my hand when we watched TV or telling me about his day when I asked him he was always there for me when I needed him. He truly made an impact on my life and I am thankful for the time we shared together.
Please give all your furry babies a hug and kiss in memory of Trooper, he would have appreciated it very much.