Cat died

[KCourtnee]

The cat I grew up with since I was 7 died this past sunday between 12pm and 1pm. For the past few months, I noticed he'd been getting a little skinnier. Since he was 12, I thought maybe it was from him getting old, though he was only losing weight in his stomach. But in august, right before I left for college, we noticed a lump in his throat. We had a vet come to the house (he goes nuts if we take him to the vets office) and check it and it turned out it was cancer. We got him antibiotics and it seemed to help because the swelling went down, but then it started getting bigger. Then we noticed a second tumor in his throat, and after that, he rapidly started losing weight. He had trouble eating and eventually couldn't meow at all. He started having breathing troubles, too. This weekend, when I went to visit back home, it was completely heartbreaking to see him. He mainly stayed in the bathroom because he drooled everywhere, and when I walked in there. I saw him sitting in his bed and I just burst into tears. He looked so awful. He was literally just skin and bones and his fur was thin. His tumors were pretty large and he could meow at all. I couldn't look at him without crying really hard. I hated how the once big and muscular noisy cat became the weak, skinny, voiceless cat. He never even cleaned himself, either.
On saturday night/sunday morning, I was up all night and I often checked on him. He looked worse than ever. Just sitting there, not acknowledging me walking in. He would just have this blank stare. I fell asleep around 9 and woke up at noon. I was waiting for my mom to come out of the bathroom, and when she finally did, she was crying and went to grab a trash bag. I knew what;d happened and I went the bathroom and saw him, dead. My mom picked him up and it was so horrible to see his lifeless body. I saw his face and his eyes and mouth were open. As soon as I saw that I walked away and started crying. I couldn't believe how fast that cancer came and took away his life. As much as I hated seeing him suffer, I wished he hadn't have died this way. He was a mean cat, but he had times where he would be sweet. But no matter how mean he was at times, he didn't deserve to die like this. What makes me even more sad is that he is the last pet from my childhood. All my childhood pets are now dead

RIP Niles </3
August 6, 2000-October 21, 2012


Has anyone else ever lost a pet they loved? I'm sure people have... I've lost a few, but this one has made me the saddest because I had to see him slowly die. I have one cat, Nala, that I'm extremely attached to, and after seeing Niles like this, I'm so scared that she'll get cancer or get sick and suffer. She's the most perfect cat ever. It's really amazing and cute how much she loves me. Whenever I come home she basically jumped in my arms, kisses my nose, and cuddles with me purring so loud. And when I'm home, she follows me every where and meows at me all the time.

BUT ANYWAYS. Has anyone ever lost a pet that they loved? I'm curious of other stories :3

EDIT: In the first pic, the bottom left is Niles when he was sick (I'm sure most of you could tell). But times that by 1000 the way he looked this weekend. He looked awful. </3

 

[Elliot]

Sorry for your loss.

Even though i had no pets, i did have some close relatives. Back in 2010, 5 days ago (10/21/2010), my grandma died. I lived with her all my life, she and grandpa lived with my family and I as they wanted to experience America. It's a shame she died, my grandpa misses her so much.

 

[Kaiaa]

My boyfrinds mothers dog died the other day. He was on so many medications to help him get better but he finally just couldn't take it anymore. I feel for your loss.

 

[Officer Berri]

I'm soooo sorry to hear about your cat. Cat's are my favorite pet and wonderful companions... I know exactly how you feel.

For my 16th birthday my mother went out and located a little calico kitten for me. The store was dirty and pretty gross, but the kitten was so sweet. I had her for 2 years or so and her health started to deteriorate. She acted skittish and started using the bathroom in weird places. We took her to the vet and they gave her a shot to help in case she had a bladder infection but... two days later she lost her ability to walk. I held her in my arms and sobbed because it was too late at night for us to get her any help. I stayed up with her all night until she convulsed and died. We buried her in the backyard a couple days before that Thanksgiving.

If I didn't have another kitten around that time, I'd have probably been depressed for weeks. I actually made myself cry remembering it. What's awful is the day after she died I had to go to school and then I got a call from the vet wanting to remind me that she was coming back in for a checkup that following Monday. I sort of raged at them over the phone I was so upset.

 

[Celestefey]

Awww, I'm very sorry for your loss. It's always tough when you lose a pet that you love so much, especially if it was a childhood pet, as you say. Just be happy he isn't in pain anymore and that he's resting peacefully, it's so sad he had to die like that but at the same time, he can't feel that pain anymore and he's finally in peace. I'm sure, even as a cat, he had an enjoyable life, too!

I suffered from the loss of my pet rabbit Rosie early September. It was so tough, since, to put it simply, she had maggots inside of her stomach (I won't explain since it's really disgusting) and they release toxins which make her really poorly. We could have had an operation on her, but it would have cost so much money and there wasn't always a chance she'd survive or live for much longer, so we had to put her down. It was so tough and I was extremely upset, and it still gets me upset even now, a month and a bit more after. I'm happy she's resting peacefully though, but I doubt I'll ever get a pet again, unless I have children when I'm older who want one. They're nice to have, but sometimes it's so much responsibility and then when they pass away it's always so distressing and tough. My parents were discussing whether or not to get a cat, and I would love to since I absolutely love cats (especially kittens, although we'd probably just get a young cat from a shelter or something like that so it doesn't completely destroy the house), but I know I'd end up being so distraught in the end.

But yeah, I really am sorry for your loss, it can be so tough at times.

 

[KCourtnee]

I'm soooo sorry to hear about your cat. Cat's are my favorite pet and wonderful companions... I know exactly how you feel.

For my 16th birthday my mother went out and located a little calico kitten for me. The store was dirty and pretty gross, but the kitten was so sweet. I had her for 2 years or so and her health started to deteriorate. She acted skittish and started using the bathroom in weird places. We took her to the vet and they gave her a shot to help in case she had a bladder infection but... two days later she lost her ability to walk. I held her in my arms and sobbed because it was too late at night for us to get her any help. I stayed up with her all night until she convulsed and died. We buried her in the backyard a couple days before that Thanksgiving.

If I didn't have another kitten around that time, I'd have probably been depressed for weeks. I actually made myself cry remembering it. What's awful is the day after she died I had to go to school and then I got a call from the vet wanting to remind me that she was coming back in for a checkup that following Monday. I sort of raged at them over the phone I was so upset.

Cats are my favorite pets, too. They're my favorite animals of all of them. I'm a little obsessed but I don't care, cats are ****ing awesome, they're so cute, they're lovable, they never annoy me, and I never get bored of them. <3

And awww that really sucks I had a calico cat that I found in the park on my 10th birthday and I got my mom to let me keep her. She was pregnant and had 4 kittens. One was calico and my mom said I could keep her. My brother came up with the name Zoey so I named her that. She was so cute and sweet and she loved me. Then 3 years ago she was outside and was hit by a car. She died instantly and had no open wounds but I was so sad. She was only 6 years old. I cried for a long time. Niles and her were lovers. And he was depressed after she died. He wouldn't really do much except eat, drink, use the litter box, and then go hide. He didn't even wanna go outside.

2 years ago I got Nala. I found her in an apartment complex. She had no collar on and when I first picked her up, I just fell in love. She's the kind of cat who loves being held, cuddled, and petted. She's the sweetest cat ever and one of the cutest. I love her so much <3

I just felt like sharing a pic of her It's pretty old, though. She's a lot fatter now. She's not overweight, though. She just used to be skinny before she had kittens. She had them a lil over a year ago. 1 of them was so sweet, just like her. And he was a mommas boy. He just loved being helped and petted. He was the sweetest male cat I've ever met. Sadly, though, my mom took him to the pound (shortage of cats so I know he got a home) but I'm sure he got a good home. He's the perfect male cat. His name was Rigby, though now I'm sure it's changed. Probably to something stupid >.>

But yeah... I adore cats. Big cats and small cats. I love them all <3 And cats seem to love me. I'm pretty good with cats.

 

[BellGreen]

I'm sorry for your loss, I felt wrenched when I read your post.

he's on the bridge to a new life. Maybe he will watch over you and your new cat

 

[Elijo]

Cats are my favorite pets, too. They're my favorite animals of all of them. I'm a little obsessed but I don't care, cats are ****ing awesome, they're so cute, they're lovable, they never annoy me, and I never get bored of them. <3

And awww that really sucks I had a calico cat that I found in the park on my 10th birthday and I got my mom to let me keep her. She was pregnant and had 4 kittens. One was calico and my mom said I could keep her. My brother came up with the name Zoey so I named her that. She was so cute and sweet and she loved me. Then 3 years ago she was outside and was hit by a car. She died instantly and had no open wounds but I was so sad. She was only 6 years old. I cried for a long time. Niles and her were lovers. And he was depressed after she died. He wouldn't really do much except eat, drink, use the litter box, and then go hide. He didn't even wanna go outside.

2 years ago I got Nala. I found her in an apartment complex. She had no collar on and when I first picked her up, I just fell in love. She's the kind of cat who loves being held, cuddled, and petted. She's the sweetest cat ever and one of the cutest. I love her so much <3

I just felt like sharing a pic of her It's pretty old, though. She's a lot fatter now. She's not overweight, though. She just used to be skinny before she had kittens. She had them a lil over a year ago. 1 of them was so sweet, just like her. And he was a mommas boy. He just loved being helped and petted. He was the sweetest male cat I've ever met. Sadly, though, my mom took him to the pound (shortage of cats so I know he got a home) but I'm sure he got a good home. He's the perfect male cat. His name was Rigby, though now I'm sure it's changed. Probably to something stupid >.>

But yeah... I adore cats. Big cats and small cats. I love them all <3 And cats seem to love me. I'm pretty good with cats.

God that looks exactly like my cat White Paws, the daughter of our oldest cat (and still living) Skinny. One day White Paws ran away, or at least I think so. However we didn't notice her disappearance until three days later. Now we have 7 cats. 4 adult cats and 3 newborn kittens. Gosh how time flys.

EDIT: I feel you girl. P.S About 6 months ago my Dad ran over one of our kittens in the driveway, we buried and he felt sorry and angry. Now he says something like "Get out the bloody way!" every time he's driving to the driveway and sees one of our cats just casually walking on the driveway.

P.P.S I still have two childhood pets. A cat (Skinny as I told you in this post), and a Galah who's name is Nara and is 15 years old.

 

[Maya]

I've gone through this many times, unfortunately. I currently have 3 indoor and 10 outdoor cats (plus many stray cats I take care of). Last year I lost 5 of the outdoors because of a bad virus... they all come from the streets so almost all of them have feline HIV, which makes their immune system very weak. Out of the 6 that caught the infection, just ONE survived, despite all the necessary medications. They are like family to me; waking up every morning knowing that one of them could have stopped fighting, or that yet onother one could have caught the infection, was heartbreaking. I had cried all of my tears when it finally came to an end.

Be strong. Try to think of Niles when he was happy and healthy.

 

[Juicebox]

I lost both my chinchilla and hedgehog in one year, and both of them had to be put down because of the severity of their illness.

Artaius, my hedgehog ended up getting a case of the mites, which is pretty common in hedgehogs. However for whatever reason, he kept catching them and we couldn't get them to go away. We tried changing the bedding and we were giving him baths as often as we could, but we still couldn't get them. The mites started giving him infections and we had to put him on antibiotics. But soon the antibiotics started failing and the infection couldn't be cured. First his quills fell off and eventually his skin was falling off. There were sores all over his body and he couldn't even lay down without being in excruciating pain. When my mom took him to the vet for the last time, she didn't know she was going to put him down. But the doctor looked at his back and said that it's better if he goes peacefully. So we put him down and buried him in the garden.

Later that year, my chinchilla Wolfie passed away from what I believe was some kind of stomach cancer. We never actually found out what was wrong with him. All we know is that he stopped eating and going to the bathroom. He was so thin and sickly, to the point where he couldn't even drink water. Nothing would go in or out of him. When he was still healthy he wouldn't let me hold him. He let me pet him, and he loved sitting on my lap but he got super angry when I tried to grab him. But in his final days he was so weak that he didn't even fight me when I held him, and that's how I knew he was going to die. I remember just holding him and crying as he slept. He ended up dying the next day and was buried next to Artaius. I had dogs and cats before, but they were all considered family pets. Wolfie was the first animal I had bought and cared for all on my own, so it was really hard to watch him go. He was kind of like my baby.

 

[EpicGamer12]

Warning: Story is sad.
When I was 6 years old I had an orange cat. Even though I was six, I still really liked this cat. One day we let him outside by accident, so my brother, two friends, and I chased after him. He kept running and running until we got to a road the just led to a little circle with rocks, old train tracks, and a mound of gravel. Once we caught up to him, he slipped away into the forest which was a bit lower down so being young we couldn't get down.
We saw him keep running, then he ran up a tree. After that, we saw a figure fall down. It was our cat, Toby. It was too clogged with trees to see where he landed, so all we could do was be sad for our lost feline friend.