My feline friend died of a stroke yesterday. I have lost a friend I loved dearly. I cried profusely and still I cry for myself, more than for this aged kitty that is now free from pain in this valley of tears. I thank God for the opportunity of rescuing my feline friend in 2008 from a nearly certain soon death from parasites and severe allergies. When we rescued him, he had been scratching at our door for months after we had started feeding him occasionally. He weighed only 7 pounds and defecated three times a day. It took two years of 24/7 attention to keeping him healthy including always wiping his anus after defecation and cleaning his paws after being in the litter box to get him to one poop a day. He was up to 10 pounds within a year and stayed there. He was 9.2 pounds when he passed away.
He was about 14 when we got him in according to the vet from observing his teeth. Last year he began to cry occasionally when he pooped as he did when we first got him in 2008. He has been slowing down all year even though we have medicated him for pain. He gave us 6 wonderful years.
The stroke was sudden and his suffering was minimal, but still agonizing to watch helplessly. Goodbye Nino. Thank you for giving two poor crazies so much love. You are one more proof to me that a Loving God made this fantastic creation. R.I.P.