June 28, 2005 – July 8, 2015.
This happened Wednesday evening, but I’m having a hard time dealing with it, so I hope you’ll forgive me for not telling you before now.
We had to say goodbye to Sugarbutt on Wednesday.
He developed an upper respiratory infection last week, so we took him to the vet. He was on meds over the weekend. He got a little better, and then he got worse, so Fred took him back to the vet. The vet pointed out that Sugarbutt was jaundiced and kept him to do blood work and give him fluids. The tests came back positive for Hepatic Lipidosis. The vet said that he hadn’t seen a cat go downhill so quickly, and thought that maybe his liver hadn’t been operating at full capacity to start with. They were in the process of trying to get him to eat on his own (knowing that a feeding tube was a likelihood), and he crashed. He was still alive by Wednesday evening, but there was really bad neurological damage, and the vet didn’t think that he would pull through. When we went to see him, he had that look in his eyes, and we made the decision to let him go.
With Miz Poo, it was expected and we knew that her time was coming, but with Sugarbutt it was a complete surprise. I’m having a hard time even thinking about him, it has knocked the breath right out of me. This is the second cat we’ve lost unexpectedly this year, and the third total. He was only 10.
I would ordinarily finish this post with a history and lots of pics of Sugarbutt, but I can’t bear to look through all his pictures just yet. I’ll get one put together in a few days.
2014: Jake was all, “Where’d they COME from?!”
2013: “Oh. I didn’t know YOU were up there.”
2012: “I put on my Stranger Danger floof, and I arched up and I gave the STRANGER a look so he’d know not to mess with me.”
2011: That’s quite the little pile of kittens, no?
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: I adore this picture, because it looks like Zoe is airborne, that the purple thing is the rug and she’s in a mid-air Matrix move.
2007: Break my heart, why dontcha?
2006: No entry.
2005: I swear, Oy bounces around so bright-eyed and full of energy that it’s hard to get him to stand still.