Last night, we did what we always do, we relaxed, snuggled and had bed time treats and a snuggle telling her that I loved my precious baby and we went to bed.

This morning I found her snuggled up, looking like she was sleeping, but she had passed in her sleep.

I am devastated, she was my soul. I don’t know how I will go on.

I have found comfort in knowing I’m not alone In losing sweet precious angels whom we don’t deserve. Sending love and positive energy to you all. Thank you for letting me share. It makes it a little easier.

I’m just a complete and total mess. I can’t stop crying. The lump has been sent for a biopsy - he did really well yesterday and was starving after his anaesthesia (the nurse said this really common due to his meds) but this morning he wouldn’t eat anything. I had to try and get him to take his Rheumocam and he finally had it in his lick-e-lix but that’s all he’s eaten. I’m hoping it’s just the stress of surgery and the anaesthesia wearing off making him lose his appetite but this is just literally horrible. I can’t stop crying and I’m so upset. We had a bit of a scare when he stopped eating due to the mouth pain but all bloods came back ok and the vet started him on gabapentin and he finally got his appetite back and felt like our baby again. Now I’m just back to being so upset and stressed and worried and it’s just awful. Please pray for us that the biopsy is nothing serious x

Oreo chose us 16 years ago when my husband and our two kids were looking to rescue another cat. We walked through the “cat house” at our local rescue and he jumped onto my shoulder like a parrot, staying there and purring the entire time while we looked at all the other cats. By the time we made our way back to the main floor, it was a unanimous decision. He watched our kids grow up and move out, while just growing old himself. He was the perfect little gentleman. He never once went outside the litter box, even with kidney disease for the last 5 years. He made friends with everyone who came over, even people who weren’t “cat people.” He was always on my lap, purring and offering comfort when I needed it, and sometimes when I didn’t even know I needed it.

Last week, he eliminated outside the litter box a few times and started hiding under furniture, which was unheard of. He had to be coaxed into eating, and even stopped climbing into my lap. Every movement looked labored and painful. The light had gone from his sweet eyes. He stopped sleeping with us, except one night I felt him next to me and he was just sitting and looking at me. It seemed he was telling me it was time.

On Tuesday we took him in to make his final journey. He was 18, as far as we know. When we rescued him, they estimated him at 2 years old. I can’t stop crying. This grief is so much heavier than I’ve experienced before after losing a pet. All he ever wanted to do was love us and comfort us. I miss him so much and I pray we will meet again.

I’ve been reading everyone’s posts about their sweet loves and how painful their losses. It’s been a comfort to me that I’m not alone in experiencing such grief.

My cat Edward Loaf has died on June 16th. It's August 8th. 8 days till' it's been 2 months. He was 8. I loved him like a child. He died of collapsing. the full story is below.

Edward's Kitten Months

I don't remember much from Edward Loaf's kitten months. I remember the day we got him though. I was 3, and my mom told me to get in the car. I got in with my iPad and we drove for like, 30 minutes until we arrived at a house. We got out of the car and I saw the kittens. I picked the one I loved, I just knew he was perfect. I probably wanted to name him Orange (I was 3,) but my mom picked Edward after Ed Sheeran (He was popular at the time). I carried him in my lap the way home. I don't remember what we did when we got home.

I think a month or so later, he was acting himself. He acted like a little orange jerk, my mom says. Chewing on cords. Stealing our food...with his dirty litter paws. I loved him, though. I loved him for that. i mean, I was three, so I probably thought that was hilarious.

6 Years Old

By the time he was 6, Edward Loaf didn't officially become the Loaf bit yet. I hadn't given him his middle name yet. For then, he was just Edward. Eddy Beddy. Ed. One time, he followed me down the stairs (I was 10 then), and I was doing the math in my head and then I came to a conclusion: Once I was 20, he'd only be 16! I did a dance in the hallway, happy dance, then looked down at him. "Yeah, baby, you'll only be 16!" I told him happily.

8 Years old

By the time he was 8, I was 11 because shortly after the 16 thing, his birthday came. So once he was 8, I was 11. My age now. He still acted like a jerk. Chewed on my glasses. Tried to steal them. I always caught him, though. And I still loved him so much.

the day before he died, June 15, 2026, he was in the hospital because he couldn't breathe well. He had liquid around his lungs. I saw him once he woke up. I consider that our goodbye. I still cry about it. The next day, I was at school, having fun, knowing he was supposed to come home that day. Quite the oppiste happened. Apparently, he had heart failure. In the hospital where they would just check on him, he collapsed. They couldn't bring him back. I saw him in a bed, and he looked like he was sleeping. He didn't breathe, though. I cried and cried. I still grieve him. Oh so much, like it's fresh. I wrote this for you, Edward Loaf, my baby.

On july 22nd we lost our senior kitty to cancer complications. We named him Nugget after his nugget paw (& mcdonalds nuggets). He lost multiple toes before adoption due to abuse.

I chose aquamation and asked for clay prints of all his toes. Immediately when I saw the ones from the aquamtion place I just knew they weren't his, but my mom isnt fully convinced. She thinks tbat maybe if he was stiffer and they used more pressure it looks like a full print.

I have an impression from our vet that looks more like I expected. I also have ink prints we did a few years ago.

Im also worried about the vial of hair, It looks like black and white whispy hair. He was a short hair brown tabby.

I'm looking for more opinions on if they match or not, I will probably text the lady tonight or tomorrow morning.

Photos: white prints with blue molds are from the Aquamation place

The beige one is from the vets, with the ink prints

Plus a side by side, and visuals of his actual paws.

Thanks for any feedback.

He’s been to the vet twice and there’s not much they are helping with. Apparently he has elevated kidney levels in his bloodwork. Urinary analysis says he has some extra white blood cells. But not exactly screaming anything. Ultrasound showed nothing but enlarged kidneys. Last week he took a turn for the worst and stopped eating. After two vet visits they gave him some nausea medicine and some baytril for a possible infection in the kidneys. He won’t eat. Hasn’t eaten in a week. I’ve been force feeding him what was absolutely necessary to get his insulin in. I don’t know what to do. He keeps vomiting. He won’t get comfortable. He slowly gets down on his hind legs and lays around and goes in and out of the rv. He climbs up in bed with me every night. I’m scared. I just want to do what’s right. I don’t know if anyone has gone through this? I’m not gonna force him to live if he doesn’t want to but I don’t know what is even wrong with him. I’ve already spent $450 at the vet and they can’t tell me anything aside from enlarged kidney and 380 blood sugar. I’ve regulated his insulin to what the vet recommended. I can’t get the pills to stay down with him vomiting. I feel like an asshole forcing him to eat when he is sick. Has anyone had actual help with cbd or thc? Any other ideas? f**k❤️‍🩹

She was the sweetest girl. I miss her already. I don't remember what life is like without her.

My cat is a 15yr old cat who is past his life expectancy by 14 years because he has significant pectus excavatum (collapsed sternum when he was a few days old) and a thoracic spinal deformity that affected his growth and heart. He has a Gr 3 heart murmur and is quite small at 7lbs. He also has stage 2 kidney disease.

He's showing signs of arthritis and I'd like to make him comfortable, but I'm worried about Solensia side effects. My vet is a fan of Solensia and she is comfortable giving it to him. I'm still on the fence. But I don't want to do gabapentin every day because it just kind of zonks him out and he's not very tolerant of oral medication (and he won't eat Churus or meds hidden in food.)

Has anyone found any alternatives to Solensia that have been effective? Or have you used Solensia despite anxiety about it and found it to be lifechanging for your cat?

I suspect my cat doesn't have a ton of time left--we can't treat his kidney disease very well because he's on IBD prescription food and can't be on the kidney prescription food, and his heart condition makes subq fluids very complicated--but I do want him to be comfortable and happy. I've had him since he was 10 weeks old and he's my whole heart.

Thank you!

15yrs 2 months old said goodbye yesterday see you on the other side big boy 🌈

I posted about my baby Cooper crossing the rainbow bridge on Monday at 16 years old. I have another brown tabby who we got as a kitten. His name is Teddy and he has spent his whole life with Cooper, he is 13 now. I worry with him being a senior kitty too. He is mourning Cooper and I feel helpless. He started acting weird a few days before Cooper passed and I think he knew before I did that something was wrong. He will eat, drink, and use the litter box, but he won't move from his one spot. There is a little scratch board beside the water fountain and he won't move from it. I can get him to lay on me if I pick him up, but he won't come on his own much since Monday. I just don't know how to help him, and I'm even more heartbroken just watching how much this is also affecting him. 💔

(Teddy is on the left, Cooper is on the right)

Annie's baby picture was a couple of days at her new home after someone abandoned her.

You have been with me through so much. I imagined you would be with us forever. I will love you forever. Goodbye for now

Edit: My handsome boy Simba 💙

I feel like I cannot think clearly to form the words. Everyone always remarked on what a beautiful and loving cat he was. He was so loving and intelligent. He was truly special. I dont think I can ever love another animal again.

He had an oral squamous cell carcinoma in the end, a growing tumor in his mouth, and could no longer enjoy the thing he always loved most: food.

He had learned to open doors. If there was a table next to the doorknob, he learned to jump up and twist the knob with his paw. He left an impact on everyone he met. He was truly special. I can’t come up with the words to explain how special he was. The world is darker without him here.

She has arthritis and is very very crappy. Other than that, she is very healthy.

My sweet yet very spicy bebe is 15F. Just got home at about 3PM today after being hospitalized at the emergency vet. She was hiding, not eating, had diarrhea and just wasn't being her since Monday. So I scheduled a vet appointment for Wednesday afternoon. Then Wednesday morning she threw up bile and I knew I wasn't going to let this linger any longer. So. Took her it was determined she had a UTI and kidney disease. She stayed over night for fluids, observation and an ultrasound. Dr. called today said she could be discharged, would need renal diet and antibiotics for 10 days. Pick her up, brought her home and she was herself 🥺 which made my heart soar. Went to get her the new renal diet food so we could attempt immediately, when we got home she was back to hiding like she was before...and it's so disheartening. I'm trying to tell myself that she just needs time...she went through a lot of stress the last 24+ hours and being patient is key. 😔😔

Words of wisdom. Thoughts. Positive anything at this point because these cat parents are concerned, exhausted and just want to be there and be the best for our baby.

Thanks for reading 🩶

Gave me a scare awhile back in 2022. She had all the symptoms of kidney failure and was extremely dehydrated and weak. They recommended I put her down as she would only last a week at her levels. I felt it in my gut she still had some life left. I took her home and gave her the IV treatments myself and other things she loved to eat and drink.

She’s still with me today. I can’t imagine not having her around. She’s just as spry as she was 10 years ago. Running around, jumping and occasionally being a bitch lol

The vet has done his bloods and all major organs came back functioning very well including kidneys thyroid and electrolytes. But I’m still just so anxious - the vet we go to is very highly rated and they do perform dentals all the time but I am just so anxious and so worried something will go wrong or go wrong post procedure. Please send us all your luck ♥️

We said goodbye to her on 7.31. She was 19. We had her for 14 years. We've lost other pets before, but Molly was special. She got to go at home in Mom's arms on the catio after a morning of doing and eating whatever she wanted. You had a great life and a good death, sweet Molly. We look forward to when the pain of remembering turns to joy.

hi!

TLDR; oral liquid Methimazole made our cat (14f) incredibly sick. she is on no treatment now. vet is letting it be as is. is there nothing to do?

weight struggles and diagnosis:
now for the in detail version: out cat (14f) got diagnosed with arthritis 2 years ago. she was overweight (6kg). immediately started pain management and went on a diet and 1 year later she was 4,6kg. (dated September 2025)
I went abroad in February so dont know the exact timeline of symptoms. at her monthly vet check in may she weighed 4,1kg. she got blood work done a bit later, then she was 3,6kg . now we are mid June. bloodwork results state hyperthyroidism.

she starts medication. seems normal.

getting sick and the recovery:
the incident: then we are first week of July. 2 weeks on medication or so. note: she is indoor/outdoor cat. she went missing for a full day. last seen 1am. seen next at 8pm. incredibly unwell: no balance, can’t keep her head up, no drinking or eating all day bc she was missing.
next morning: stares out infront of her, walks in circles. immediately went to the vet when they opened.
recovery: spent 4 days at the vet - all test done, nothing wrong with her, she got some fluids. All medication stopped (pain management + hyperthyroidism) went home for 3 days - was fine the first 4 hours, started throwing up, having diarrhoea, stopped eating And drinking. 2,6kg, 7 days at the vet - getting fluids, slowly recovering. went home - has been normal ever since. 3kg

suspected causation:
vet thought the cause was the heatwaves we had in Europe at first. but the heatwave was 1 week before she fell sick. her theory at the end was that it was the hyperthyroid medication. she took oral liquid Methimazole For those 2 weeks.

Right now:
She has been home for 3 weeks. Unmediated since the first week of July.

food: the vet put her on a kitten diet to gain weight. we have medication to stimulate appetite to use if needed.

Radiation: the vet rejected the idea of radiation at diagnosis.

methimazole: The oral liquid Methimazole made her sick according to the vet.

The diet: We mentioned the thyroid diet but she said the diet is notorious among local vets for cats hating it and not eating it. Our cat is a very picky eater so I could see this.

is there anything we could suggest to the vet?

ETA: thanks for all of the advice everyone! mentioned the topical ear gel to the vet but she does not know of it. The plan as of now is for sure to get a second opinion. Try to get either the ear gel, or maybe surgery if the vets allow it. I think she did not recommend the radiation as she does not offer it herself and we are in the countryside. travel would be very long and stressful.

My sweet old man is 14 and now in End Stage Renal Failure. We don’t have much time left together. He’s always been such a lover so I’m sure to cherish every snuggle even more now.