Our cat Belle was everything to our family. She was never really friendly but she came to you own her own terms. She was an indoor cat but got out for a few hours. When we realized she was out we immeditely got her back in. A few days later she stopped eating her food, but we didnt think much of it cause shes a very picky eater so we just bought a new kind. She didnt eat that either but drank water and was completely normal. She began throwing up around the house and not moving much just laying in bed all day. She lost her personality. We took her to the vet where they did testing and she was diagnosed with Fatty Liver Disease. They gave her medicine and said she had to eat in the next 48 hours. She fought us on the medicine and threw it right back up. We took her to the Emergency Vet were they gave her fluids and tried to force feed her. She fought them so hard. We saw her on Sunday were she put her weight up against our stomachs and put her head in my head so she could fall asleep because thats all she wanted to do. She hadnt slept in a week because she was in so much pain. She looked up at us like she loved us and smelled the table which we thought was a good sign because that was her favorite thing to do. When the force feeding didnt work they called and said they would put a direct feeding tube in her so she couldnt fight them and it go right to her stomach. We thought it was a miracle since we didnt have the money to pay for it and they were doing it for free. They called the next day to say she kept the food down but she was just drooling. They said to be slowly optimistic and we would be able to take her home in three to four days! We were so relieved, but the next night they called to tell us that she violently threw up all day and she was suffering so much they couldnt see her go on. They said they did everything humanly possible and they were all routing for her. We were in complete shock since we thought she was well and we were going to pick her up in a day or two. We agreed to put her down. It was the hardest thing to do. We are still crying and the house it so empty without her. I keep thinking were picking her up since i never got to see her put down. Its so hard to sleep in the middle of the night without her by my side. I keep thinking shes gonna jump up on my bed. She would have been 7 next month and we are completely devasted and in shock. I try and think of her in heaven on my grandfathers lap sleeping because thats all she wanted to do. Its very hard right now but i believe shes okay. Its going to take some time.





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