Tuppence has a series of strokes yesterday and I had to take her to the vet. When the time came for the appointment, she was breathing but gone. The vet gently put her to sleep. I stayed with her until the end and then brought her body home.
She was a very good cat and a part of the family for 17 years. Even my eldest who is 18 1/2 cannot remember life without her. Luckily he had not left for Russia and so was able to be here for the burial.
Her sister, Penny has mouth ulcers which probably means chronic kidney failure. ( I made the mistake of looking the symptoms up in a cat book and she is on Metacam for her arthritis which is hard on the kidneys) I shall be taking her to the vet today. Hopefully, the vet will decide that she can do something. But I do know it would be a matter of weeks or months. Days and it will be ever so hard.
There remains the question of how she will cope without her sister. After she goes, then we will get two new cats as I would hate to be without cats.
They were from the RSPCA and had been found in a plastic sack. They were in and out of the vets as kittens. Tuppence, for example, because she was starving ate too much and her stomach could not cope. But they rapidly grew healthy and survived. Tuppence could tell time, and if her dinner was late by even five minutes, she meowed -- very long and very loudly. She used to sleep on the sofa in my study. At one point, we moved the sofa to go under the window and she decided this was not to her liking so stopped coming in. When we moved the sofa back to the original place, she immediately came in, patted the wall, curled up and went to sleep. Everything was right in her world again.
Losing a pet is awful. There is no easy way to put it. Pets age quicker but they give so much love and affection.