Making the hard choice...
Oct. 10th, 2012 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)

Oscar went to sleep this morning. He clearly wasn't well. Though it hurt like hell, we didn't want to be selfish and drag him to the point where he was in continuous pain, as well as continuously nauseous. He couldn't keep any food down most days and the vet said that he'd have more 'bad' days as time went on. So we made the hard choice.
Oscar's last day had lovely weather. He spent it cuddling with us, running around the garden and being fed tiny amounts of food every two hours to keep his blood chemistry level. I was so glad when all the food stayed down. Surprisingly, after a week of barely sleeping, I did get 4 hours last night. And Oz was a darling, curling up and cuddling and purring as if it was going out of fashion.
We tried to keep calm and collected for his sake, but when he hoofed down a whole plate of shrimps for breakfast, just as if nothing was wrong, I felt like I was about to commit murder.
The vet was amazingly supportive and Oscar went to sleep without knowing what was happening. Strange thing is, while before I hated to be woken a couple of times in the middle of the night, by a cat who wanted cuddles or just wanted to talk - now I would pay money to be woken in the middle of the night again.
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