Hey, my cats name is chester and hes about 12 about a year and a half ago he was diagnosed with diabetes. His hind leg function was absolutely destroyed, and he was walking plantigrade and having general trouble getting around the house. We started trying different foods and found some success. He regained function of his hind legs and seemed like he could have a long while ahead of him.
Since that day, he has lost weight day after day, no matter how much I feed him no matter what I feed him. My other cats have gained considerable weight and become quite chubby, because I tend to over feed them a bit now, in an attempt to make sure he gets enough. He eats ravenously and I can feel his stomach being full, but he just doesn't seem to absorb. I can clearly feel and see his skeleton.
He used to be the most feisty cat I ever had, he was a terror to pick up to move anywhere and would fight me every last second. Now I can easily lift him with one hand and though he tries to struggle a bit hes just... not able to.
His personal hygiene and fur are matted and the shedding overwhelming, I fear he may be growing some bald spots now. I've smelled his breath getting progressively worse for weeks. Ive never been shy about checking his teeth and do so often, and it's always seemed rather fine.
Yesterday he yelped with I squished his face, and upon checking that he was ok, I noticed his front fang was wobbly and black. Id never seen any sines of this before and was quite shocked to be frank, it seems to have sprung up almost over night. Hes clearly in some amount of pain because of the tooth, but otherwise seems ok...
I know I could bring him to the vet and get to tooth pulled and he might have another few months, and theres always a chance this turns around... I was really ready to come home one day and have this choice made for me with some obvious single event but a rotten tooth was not the single event I was looking for, I thought something conclusive would take him out of my hands. Now Im just, watching him wither and wondering if I'm the one in denial of this obvious suffering hes been in for the past several weeks. Im pretty sure tomorrow im going to the vet to put my cat to sleep, and everything feels sudden and wrong. I keep telling myself that its time, and that the tooth isnt the reason its just a symptom thats finally forcing me to go in for the obvious.
I have ocd, and the thoughts simply dont stop telling me how im being a horrible person and how money shouldnt be an issue and how I should wait till its so bad nobody could deny it.
Since that day, he has lost weight day after day, no matter how much I feed him no matter what I feed him. My other cats have gained considerable weight and become quite chubby, because I tend to over feed them a bit now, in an attempt to make sure he gets enough. He eats ravenously and I can feel his stomach being full, but he just doesn't seem to absorb. I can clearly feel and see his skeleton.
He used to be the most feisty cat I ever had, he was a terror to pick up to move anywhere and would fight me every last second. Now I can easily lift him with one hand and though he tries to struggle a bit hes just... not able to.
His personal hygiene and fur are matted and the shedding overwhelming, I fear he may be growing some bald spots now. I've smelled his breath getting progressively worse for weeks. Ive never been shy about checking his teeth and do so often, and it's always seemed rather fine.
Yesterday he yelped with I squished his face, and upon checking that he was ok, I noticed his front fang was wobbly and black. Id never seen any sines of this before and was quite shocked to be frank, it seems to have sprung up almost over night. Hes clearly in some amount of pain because of the tooth, but otherwise seems ok...
I know I could bring him to the vet and get to tooth pulled and he might have another few months, and theres always a chance this turns around... I was really ready to come home one day and have this choice made for me with some obvious single event but a rotten tooth was not the single event I was looking for, I thought something conclusive would take him out of my hands. Now Im just, watching him wither and wondering if I'm the one in denial of this obvious suffering hes been in for the past several weeks. Im pretty sure tomorrow im going to the vet to put my cat to sleep, and everything feels sudden and wrong. I keep telling myself that its time, and that the tooth isnt the reason its just a symptom thats finally forcing me to go in for the obvious.
I have ocd, and the thoughts simply dont stop telling me how im being a horrible person and how money shouldnt be an issue and how I should wait till its so bad nobody could deny it.
