On Friday my hubby took our 8-year old cat, Marcus, to the vet. We had noticed he was more lethergic than normal and had lost weight. He is normally a very lazy cat in the summer since we live in Louisiana and he is a long-haired cat. They determined he was dehydrated and needed to stay the weekend to recuperate. After not seeing the results they wanted more tests were run.
|Marcus' last photo before he passed|
I could go on and on about what happened but basically his organs were failing, cause unknown. Yes, I could have spent hundreds of dollars finding out exactly what happened. However, Marcus hates car rides and we would have had to travel an hour away to run an evasive test. At the end of the day, he was a very sick kitty and was in a good bit of pain.
Harvey and I decided to tell our little guy good bye. It was one of the hardest decisions I have ever made and I am crying right now thinking of my little naughty guy.