Caring for a 19-year-old cat can be a difficult task. They are elders after all. Older people in furry bodies
And I have been down this road before, having a feline that was also a family member that had a terrible disease. With Calie, our wonderful, if bitchy, Calico, it is no different. The worst part is making sure that she eats.
Lately, I feel like a mad scientist when it comes to concocting food that she will like. Scoop part of Can “A” and a part of Can “B” into her dish, mash together and hope that she will eat a portion of it. There is a huge *happy dance* when she eats all of it. This is few and far between lately.
Snubbing food is a common occurrence lately, and it pains me when this happens. I am transported back to when my girls were little and they would say “I don’t like it” before they even took a bite. Pissed me off to no end, I tell ya. It is no different with a cat.
The last couple of days have been particularly painful, with very little food eaten. I’ve researched Kidney disease in cats, have talked to other people that have gone through what she is right now, and know what is coming. This struggle that she has had to endure for the last 3 years is winding down, I’m afraid, and sooner rather than later either she or I will have to decide when it will end.
I’m praying that this time around, it won’t be up to me.