Oreo is still protecting us. As sick as he is.
Last night I went out front to check the kibble I had out there and Charlie came over to visit. I was trying to be quiet so that Trouble wouldn’t come around and start WWIII with Charlie..lol
Oreo was in the bottom of this cat tree when I went outside. Somehow he knew Charlie was out there (before they were both neutered they weren’t exactly friends but had learned to tolerate each other since Charlie came back last Fall). Next thing I know, he’s up in the window standing guard. Just like he used to outside.
I know a decision must be made. He’s refusing all food now. Even his turkey snack after taking his pill. He hasn’t eaten even a lick of food since yesterday morning.
I keep waking up with renewed hope that maybe he will turn around today. And then start thinking, “I should be doing fluids. I should have his teeth checked again. Maybe I should hospitalize him. Get him stable and get him a dental.” The thoughts don’t stop.
Then I go in to give him one pill. And he hides from me afterwards.
And I remember all the vet visits and everything that I put poor Checkers through three years ago. And nothing helped. I remember thinking that I wish I had just kept Checky comfortable instead of putting him through hell to try and save him.
I remember about two months ago when I first noticed Oreo was losing weight and wasn’t himself. I knew then that he was nearing his end.
I don’t want to make this decision. But I don’t know how much longer I can watch him starve himself. I don’t know how much longer I can worry about him going into seizures, etc, and scaring Fluffy, should he pass on his own and it’s not peaceful.
I am calling the vet today just to see if they can give me a sedative to give him before they get here if I decide to end his suffering. I don’t want his last moments being scared. I’d like to be able to bring him outside when they get here and have his last moments be at the “home” that he knows.
Please pray that I’m guided to do the right thing for OREO, not me.
This pic is actually from yesterday because I keep forgetting my phone when I go into their room 😂😂 But he’s about the same today. He ate a little 9 Lives beef in gravy yesterday (all the premium food I have and he will only eat 9 Lives right now lol)! He played just for a minute last night but he did.
Today I added Denamarin for his liver but I’m pilling it the same time I give The amoxicillin so that he’s still only being pilled once per day.
He fought me a bit with pilling this morning. Maybe that means he’s feeling a little stronger. But I told him what I always told Penny, “Mommy always wins!” 😂😂 He ate a little more beef with gravy and ate a slice of deli turkey as his pill reward.
I don’t think there’s been much of a change in how he’s feeling physically. However, for the first time since he came inside, he came up to greet me when I went into their room this morning like he used to outside.
And last night while I was petting him, he rolled over on his side like he used to outside.
It’s like something clicked with him that this isn’t so bad. He’s more bright eyed today than in this picture. His eyes are more open than they have been the past few days.
He’s only on day six of amoxicillin and I am seeing ever so slight improvements.
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