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So nearly 6 years ago we took on a little Moggy kitten that was going to be 'disposed' off. To accompany our other kitten gersh.
Right from the word go they got on like a house on fire always playing together but we soon started to notice Dixie was quiet a normal cat.
She was very wobbley on her back legs and didn't have very good balance getting her the nickname shackey jake.
She had many visits to the vets along the way to try and diagnose what was wrong and it turned out to be some incurable neurological problem.
This didn't seem to stop her she was the most loving cat I've ever known and was happiest laying on anyone's lap she could find.
She liked to play with gersh in the garden but wasn't able to go where gersh went as she couldn't jump.
Her issues never went away but she just seemed to get on with it. Wobbling around and loving having a fuss made of her.
Then just over a year ago Kenzie the Rottweiler pup came along. They became close friends always following each other around. With Dixie sleeping on kenzies bed and being groomed.
Just before christmas Dix took a turn for the worst while I was working away having a sezuire. We had always thought she wouldn't have a long life due to the above and finding out she was the runt of an inbred litter. We thought it was the end then but she soldiered on though although she became a lot less active and slept a lot more. We could sense her time was running out but the little one kept on going.
Then this afternoon the enevitable happened. She feel down the last few stairs and had blood in her urine. She was at the 24 hour vet half hour later.
It turned out her back legs had pretty much gone altogether now. The vet said they could keep her in for observation but it didn't look good.
We made the call to have her put to sleep. She has deteriorated rapidly since her seizure and wasnt able to use the litter tray properly anymore, her quality of life and gone downhill dramatically. I keep thinking was it the right call to make. We stayed with her until the end and even then I still was expecting her to start her shackey jakeness. Now back home I keep expecting to see her asleep on the sofa or our bed, but I know she never will be anymore. I hope she is up there running around jumping all over the place like she was never able to here.
I don't really know why I'm writing this on here sometimes it's better said in words I guess even to total strangers.
RIP little Dix.
Right from the word go they got on like a house on fire always playing together but we soon started to notice Dixie was quiet a normal cat.
She was very wobbley on her back legs and didn't have very good balance getting her the nickname shackey jake.
She had many visits to the vets along the way to try and diagnose what was wrong and it turned out to be some incurable neurological problem.
This didn't seem to stop her she was the most loving cat I've ever known and was happiest laying on anyone's lap she could find.
She liked to play with gersh in the garden but wasn't able to go where gersh went as she couldn't jump.
Her issues never went away but she just seemed to get on with it. Wobbling around and loving having a fuss made of her.
Then just over a year ago Kenzie the Rottweiler pup came along. They became close friends always following each other around. With Dixie sleeping on kenzies bed and being groomed.
Just before christmas Dix took a turn for the worst while I was working away having a sezuire. We had always thought she wouldn't have a long life due to the above and finding out she was the runt of an inbred litter. We thought it was the end then but she soldiered on though although she became a lot less active and slept a lot more. We could sense her time was running out but the little one kept on going.
Then this afternoon the enevitable happened. She feel down the last few stairs and had blood in her urine. She was at the 24 hour vet half hour later.
It turned out her back legs had pretty much gone altogether now. The vet said they could keep her in for observation but it didn't look good.
We made the call to have her put to sleep. She has deteriorated rapidly since her seizure and wasnt able to use the litter tray properly anymore, her quality of life and gone downhill dramatically. I keep thinking was it the right call to make. We stayed with her until the end and even then I still was expecting her to start her shackey jakeness. Now back home I keep expecting to see her asleep on the sofa or our bed, but I know she never will be anymore. I hope she is up there running around jumping all over the place like she was never able to here.
I don't really know why I'm writing this on here sometimes it's better said in words I guess even to total strangers.
RIP little Dix.
. So sorry to read this. She was such a lucky kitty to have found you and you were lucky to have had such a special four legged friend in your lives, though for too short a time.Well just over 24 hours later, our other cat gersh isn't happy. She has been whining a hell of a lot today which is very unlike her. She also keeps looking for Dix. We expected this to happen as they had been together since they where young.
Does anyone have any ideas what we can do to help her adjust?
Does anyone have any ideas what we can do to help her adjust?
While this info might be too late now, when I had to make the heart wrenching decision to put one of my younger cats to sleep, the lady from Cats Protection suggested that letting the other cats see the body would help in their dealing with the disappearance of the cat. We did this, and I think it helped his brother get over it quicker. We didn't do this for a previous cat that was knocked down, and his brother is a nervous cat now. Sorry for your loss, always a very difficult experience to have to endure.
Edited by HOGEPH on Monday 25th March 23:59
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