Post by littlekitty on Mar 22, 2013 8:40:51 GMT
Transferring this over from the other forum. Most of you have already seen this, but wanted him to be apart of this forum to.
It's still painful for me to read.
It's now 7 1/2 years since my beloved Smokie passed away.
He was 15 years old and I'd had him since he was a kitten, he was a
gentle loving cat who trusted me totally. He had never had an illness in
his life. We were never apart, only when I went on holiday he had to go
into kennels, but the love I got from him on my return was wonderful.
One morning I woke up and let him in for his breakfast, when I noticed
something on his tummy. It was a lump and it had somehow come from the
inside of him and looked very sore. Took him to the vet, my regular vet
was off that day, and she said it was a harmful lump, maybe a cyst and
he was booked into the hospital the next day. Took my boy into the
hospital and was told to call back later, which I did, and was told that
he might have breast cancer. I was in total shock at this point,
couldn't believe what I was hearing, didn't think a male cat could get
that. She explained that the lump had been removed and sent off for
testing. We had to wait for a week for the results.
We did get the results and it was cancer. My beautiful boy had cancer.
He went back to the vet a couple of weeks later and she said he would
need another operation to take the rest of the cancer out. My poor boy
had to go through yet another op and with him being 15 weren't sure if
he was strong enough to cope.
Anyway after his op the cancer was gone, and he had to have checkups
every other week. Six months down the line we discovered he had more
lumps, it had come back, and also spread to his lungs.
There was nothing else we could do for him but to have him put to sleep.
I knew that morning before we went to the vet's that he wasn't going to
come home, as he had gone really thin and wasn't himself, I think he
knew his time was up. This was the only time in his life that he meowed,
I heard my baby's voice only once.
I will never forget the look on his face when I left him at the vets
that day, which I regret deeply not staying with him. I couldn't stay
with him, it upset me to much to see him like that. Think of him
everyday and miss him terribly.
Rest in peace my beautiful boy. 1990-2005
It's still painful for me to read.
It's now 7 1/2 years since my beloved Smokie passed away.
He was 15 years old and I'd had him since he was a kitten, he was a
gentle loving cat who trusted me totally. He had never had an illness in
his life. We were never apart, only when I went on holiday he had to go
into kennels, but the love I got from him on my return was wonderful.
One morning I woke up and let him in for his breakfast, when I noticed
something on his tummy. It was a lump and it had somehow come from the
inside of him and looked very sore. Took him to the vet, my regular vet
was off that day, and she said it was a harmful lump, maybe a cyst and
he was booked into the hospital the next day. Took my boy into the
hospital and was told to call back later, which I did, and was told that
he might have breast cancer. I was in total shock at this point,
couldn't believe what I was hearing, didn't think a male cat could get
that. She explained that the lump had been removed and sent off for
testing. We had to wait for a week for the results.
We did get the results and it was cancer. My beautiful boy had cancer.
He went back to the vet a couple of weeks later and she said he would
need another operation to take the rest of the cancer out. My poor boy
had to go through yet another op and with him being 15 weren't sure if
he was strong enough to cope.
Anyway after his op the cancer was gone, and he had to have checkups
every other week. Six months down the line we discovered he had more
lumps, it had come back, and also spread to his lungs.
There was nothing else we could do for him but to have him put to sleep.
I knew that morning before we went to the vet's that he wasn't going to
come home, as he had gone really thin and wasn't himself, I think he
knew his time was up. This was the only time in his life that he meowed,
I heard my baby's voice only once.
I will never forget the look on his face when I left him at the vets
that day, which I regret deeply not staying with him. I couldn't stay
with him, it upset me to much to see him like that. Think of him
everyday and miss him terribly.
Rest in peace my beautiful boy. 1990-2005