My precious kitty is gone now.
She’s been slowly wasting away for the last 3+ months. We had to start diapering her a month ago because she couldn’t control her bowels. (Have you ever diapered a cat? It’s a treat. And they walk funny with the diaper on).
She’s now vomiting up her food about 50% of the time and it contains balls of fur because she’s losing so much hair. She’s lost so much weight I can feel her spine, and not just a little, but big ridges.
She’s unsteady on her feet.
So we finally had to make a hard decision.
She’s older than two of my children, I can hardly believe that. She’s been our sweet cuddly friend for so long.
She had cancer spreading on her cheek since 2021. It didn’t seem to bother her until recently, as she stopped maintaining her weight.
She was super smart, purred SO LOUD and so often, and she is my favorite of all time. She would love to sit on my chest if I was leaning back in the couch, and rub her head under my chin and on my cheeks. She was my buddy, so cuddly with me when I was pregnant.
She loved the girls, especially my oldest, and you could often find her on one of our laps in the education room while we were studying.
She was often the unwitting participant of family photos.
Most of all, she was family.
Goodbye my sweet Zoey Pinkle Purr. I will always remember you!