I’m sorry to hear about the loss of your kitteh(s). I’m glad to hear you were there for the little guy. I miss all our animals that have been in my and my wife’s life, they add something that is missed terribly when they’re gone.
Are you considering getting another one or two? I know it hasn’t been a long time but in my experience, for some reason, another one comes into our life, it’s really cool how it happens and it’s happened at least four times, three kittehs and one dog.
I had a Persian forever, fourteen years, and I still miss her and she’s been gone for a long time. We got her a companion Persian from Persian cat rescue and she’s gone as well.
Seems like yesterday I was in high school and now I’m almost past middle age. I look at my Tabby that I got after he was abandoned on practically my front porch right after his eyes had opened. It was right before 9/11. I look at him and it’s hard to believe he’s ten. We’re all getting older and time seems to speed up the older we are!
Old Goosecat had lots of allergies. He was sixteen, almost seventeen. Crookedtail was nineteen when he died last Thanksgiving. Crook, he died of kidney failure, unknown reasons. But Goosecat was doing okay until I changed the cat litter to a multi-cat brand that clumped, but made lots of dust. I have had the cat box in a plastic storage bin for a few years, with a lid ... big forty gallon job, becuse both cats were big guys. I cut a hole in one end which they used as the netrance/exit. Goose started caughing and throwing up not long after I changed to the new multi-cat litter. I didn't make the connection until a couple of weeks had passed. I removed the lid so the box was open from the top, but Goosecat still threw up and gaged shortly after using the box. I finally made the connection and changed to the low dust and added baking soda, but it was too late, Goosecat had burned his little throat from gaging so much. He wasn't throwing up hairballs, just gagging everytime he used the litterbox. The last four weeks he stopped throwing up, but he slowly stopped eating the dry food, then the canned wet food, then stopped drinking regularly. I suspect his throat just was too sore to swallow. The heart attack was likely due to electrolytes being all screwed up from lack of fluids. I gave him fluid food and water via an eyedroppere for a few days, but Saturday the insult was too much for him.
The warning is to never have a lid on the catbox and don't use litter that makes dust, especially the clumping kind because it turns to a semi-solid concrete in the kitty's airways. Sorry to be so windy, going on so, but it was my faulkt Goosecat went downhill and I want to caution others with furry friends to be careful, they are more fragile than we want to believe when they live the indoor life.