Bixley
Member Since 2021
Hello! I'm Kate and I have a 15ish year old cat named Bixley. He had been occasionally peeing outside the box for over a year and it recently increased after the birth of my daughter, Frances. His appetite went from dry food to CANNED ONLY, IF YOU PLEASE in 2016 when I inherited a fat, super docile, male cat. Bixley stopped playing fetch maybe 3 years ago, and stopped with the laser about 1.5 years ago. I got really concerned when he stopped jumping up on things, his appetite went from slightly picky to extremely picky and I was filling the water fountain twice as much as I used to. I finally took him to the vet. Diabetes. Insulin twice a day. Low carb, high protein wet food.
Things improved very slightly. I guess he's not under my feet begging for food as much, but he still cannot pee in the box consistently. I have three boxes and one where he likes to pee out of convenience... he has always been 8 pounds but now he's down to 7.4 which is up from his 6.8 before Insulin. He is still slightly affectionate, but won't sit and kneed on my crochet anymore. I feel like his quality of life is in the "fair" zone, but my quality of life dealing with him is very poor. He tracks his peepee paws all over the house and I have a crawler. The extra box is in the living room and I have to sweep, vacuum, and mop daily so that Frances isn't crawling in litter. Cleaning his pee off the baseboards and wood floors take away my precious morning time with my daughter. His expenses average 70 dollars a week.
I rescued him from certain death in a kill shelter. He reached his paw out and grabbed my shirt. Bixley has been witness to so much over the last 14 years. I love him so much and I know a part of my life will be boring without him. Constant companion. My shadow. The cherry on top. My little man. I feel guilty for wanting to put him down because I feel like he still has more years to live...
Things improved very slightly. I guess he's not under my feet begging for food as much, but he still cannot pee in the box consistently. I have three boxes and one where he likes to pee out of convenience... he has always been 8 pounds but now he's down to 7.4 which is up from his 6.8 before Insulin. He is still slightly affectionate, but won't sit and kneed on my crochet anymore. I feel like his quality of life is in the "fair" zone, but my quality of life dealing with him is very poor. He tracks his peepee paws all over the house and I have a crawler. The extra box is in the living room and I have to sweep, vacuum, and mop daily so that Frances isn't crawling in litter. Cleaning his pee off the baseboards and wood floors take away my precious morning time with my daughter. His expenses average 70 dollars a week.
I rescued him from certain death in a kill shelter. He reached his paw out and grabbed my shirt. Bixley has been witness to so much over the last 14 years. I love him so much and I know a part of my life will be boring without him. Constant companion. My shadow. The cherry on top. My little man. I feel guilty for wanting to put him down because I feel like he still has more years to live...