Skip to comments.Prayers for my 24 year old kittie -- (doing much better now)
Posted on 07/20/2006 11:51:19 AM PDT by freedumb2003
My kittie "Musica" is 24 years old. Up until now, she has done well but the vet says her thyroid is failing.
She has been with me for almost my entire adult life. She has been on thyroid (and other) medication for the last 6 years but it looks like the medication isn't working any more.
The vet said radiation therapy might work but 24 equates to over a hundred years old in human terms. It would be torture to put her through that. Even a trip to the vet is an ordeal.
9 years is a LONG time. Prayers for your kittie and for you and your family.
I don't recommend the wonderful Rainbow Bridge link Pookie gave a few posts up, unless you are ready to cry from love and hope.
NOT recommended for the Office! Even if you are the most macho dude on the block!
The Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
6 or 7 years ago we gave her mild sedatives to help her trael and it took a week for her to recover. We swore never to do that again.
We just need to figure out how to minimize any pain as she enters her twilight.
See the link on 16 -- I am all cried out (almost)
Cleansing tears of love, but the eyes are pretty doggone red.
I'll say a prayer for you and Musica.
I pray that you will find the strength to deal with whatever may happen with your kitty.
2 weeks ago I had to leave Musica with the vet for the day. When I came home, the house felt empty. Even though all she does during he day is sleep in her spot, I could feel the emptiness.
My wife doesn't want to get a new pet if and when Musica leaves us. But I think we have to, if no other reason than to fill the emptiness.
Thank you for your prayers.
My daughter also eventually had to euthanize her cat earlier this year. After my experience, I wasn't going to get another pet & then one day my son came up from VA with a Father's Day/birthday present...yes, you guessed it...she's now 13. To have had your cat for 24 years is extraordinary!!!
Just know, your kittie had a great life. It takes a long time getting over it. We're convinced there are beloved pets in heaven, and that helps some.
13 is pretty old too! I hope she makes it to the record (35 according to Guinness)
My old dog ( 13 ) whose adventures have amused so many here for years is finally feeling age lay its hard hand against her. You take it one day at a time, and do as much as you can.
The oldest cat I ever had, in days of much more primitive medicine, made it to 12 years- I can't picture a 24 year old. I know its awful to contemplate losing one who has been with you so long.
Thanks S & A.
I suspect I should just open a box of kleenex and get ready.
FR is the greatest place on the planet.
I'll try that! She loves being scratched. She actually wakes me up at 3:00 am and demands the pillow. So after I give her her pillow I scratch her neck and shoulders for awhile. But when I fall asleep, she bumps my head and makes it clear my scratching and petting duties are NOT over.
I trade laughing and loving for sleep.
And yes, there are animal friends in heaven.. of course.
My grandma told me so.
She's there right now with several kitties.
What a lovely thought. May I use it as a tag?
Your grandma was a woman of wisdom. Remind me to look her up when (if?) I get up there.
My kitty left this Earth just over 100 days ago.
It still saddens me, but sometimes I feel him looking out for me.
Prayers for your kitty.
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