and I’m a wreck.
About a week and a half ago, we noticed the cats were coughing. They were still playful, eating, and in generally good spirits. I called the vet, who said to watch 'em through the end of the week and if they were still coughing then, bring them in. Come last Friday, they both seemed fine.
A couple days ago, though, my orange tabby I’ve had for almost 13 years, started not showing up at night. I didn’t worry too much about it - I’ve had times where the cats prowl around outside and don’t show up for a day or two. He’d always appear by the time we went to bed, so things were OK. Last night, before going to bed, Mr. Athena and I remarked that we hadn’t seen Ardy all night. We started calling for him, and he eventually appeared out of a closet in the spare bedroom. He was breathing with great difficulty.
I called the vet immediately, and he told me to bring him in to the local 24 hour clinic since the vet was out of town and not able to get to his clinic. When I got there, the nurse took one look at him and brought him into the back room. She came out several minutes later and said “He’s dying. Do you want us to try to help?” - the unspoken words were that they could put him to sleep.
I’d been through this about 6 years ago, when my other cat Jasmine developed a liver condition. At that time, money was very tight, and we decided to put her to sleep since the prognosis was not very good. I’ve been kicking myself since - it was so hard on me, and in retrospect the money wasn’t so important. So this time, we said “Do everything you can.” We left him there.
This morning I got up and put Teddy in the cat carrier, since although he seemed up and playful, he was coughing a week ago. I picked Ardy up from the emergency clinic and brought him to my normal vet. The prognosis that he probably got into some rat poision, or chewed on a mouse who had eaten some. He’s got a 25% chance of pulling through.
The vet looked at the other cat, and found that he had lost a lot of weight since his last regular vet visit six months ago, plus he was dehydrated. The vet thinks it’s unlikely that both cats got into rat poison, but regardless of that, Teddy was admitted for blood tests and observations.
In one fell swoop, both my pets are in bad condition and at the vet. I’m kicking myself for not bringing them in when they started coughing, but the vet did tell me to just keep an eye on them. They seemed OK…
I’m a wreck. You never realize how attached you are to your pets until something like this happens.