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good-by Panda
Today is the 2nd day of the 11th week, the 14th day of the 3rd month, and the 73rd day of 2022 [with 285 shopping days until Christmas]. It is also:it is one week since Panda was put to sleep.
She’s been ill since July and went from 12+ lbs to 5 lbs 4 oz. The vet thought it was because of the hyper thyroid tumor, something we had been treating for a couple of years. We tried taking her off the y/d diet, and that seemed to help, so I got Panda the RadioCat treatment despite the high price tag. It seemed to work – she had her treatment on Tuesday, came home Thursday, and was definitely feeling well on Sunday
And then….
Monday she was listless. Tuesday she stopped pooping. Wednesday she stopped being able to do her business in the litter box. Friday I took her back to the vet and they threw the “kitty cocktail” at her – antibiotics, appetite stimulant, steroids for inflammation, pain medication. When it wore off Saturday evening, she was in misery. She only got a couple of short naps the entire weekend. She couldn’t go in the litter box, standing in it and spraying over the side. And yet, Monday morning she ate and showed interest in her sunbeam, and watching the world outside.
We went back to the vet first thing Monday morning. The vet thought perhaps it was her gall bladder. Perhaps, if we did an ultrasound, we could put her on medication to thin the sludge and make her pass it. Of course, it would cause cramping and would need pain management….
And I said no.
The vet asked if that was my final decision
And as I looked at Panda, I repeated something I had read online and said I would rather leave her go a few weeks early than put her through another hour of pain.
And one week ago today, as I held her in my arms, a small light went out of the world
Panda was a rescue cat, and lost her home when she was 9 when her owner couldn’t keep her any longer and they put her outside to fend for herself. She was four-paw declawed, so luckily a neighbor took her in and called Animal control. She was a sweet and trusting little soul who never once, in the six years I lived with her, bit anyone even when she was terrified. And she had the softest fur of any cat I’ve ever met – the vet said it was more like a pelt than hair.
My home is a colder, emptier place without her.
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