mark40511
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I just lost my cat Leo after ten years and this came out of NO WHERE! I'm devastated! He was a beautiful big (not fat) and healthy cat that stayed indoors from the day we got him. Always energetic, and very lovable..terrified of storms..less than 48 hours ago he threw up, it just started from going to his normal self, to a simple throw up, followed by acting very strange, almost scared and lifeless to the point that I took him to the ER vet where he stayed over night and returned home the next day with x rays and blood work totally normal. All day today he laid on a blanket and would move about 2 to 3 feet at a time before he couldn't anymore. He did this all day. I called his normal vet asking him what he thought and he said cats will act that way if they are nauseated or upset by something and just to give him time to hopefully start eating again.He wouldn't bathe himself either.
Later, I called the ER VET back and explained to them that I thought he was dying because his paws were cool to the touch and his eyes barely reacted to me and when he tried to get up to walk he could not even walk. She said to bring him back (this is a midnight) and I did. While there, she said his gluclose was in the 50s and based upon her examination she said a 20 percent chance of him living and before I could get home, she called and said he passed. She thinks it was some sort of viral infection inside him and he also had emphysema in his back legs (whatever that means). I asked her if she thinks he suffered all day today and she says he probably wasn't aware. I'm not so sure about that! I just can't believe he's gone I can't stop crying. He was such a happy cat! I'm walking around the house so emotional right now looking at everything knowing he's gone, knowing I won't see him jump on the bed or try to get my attention to feed him, or seeing him rolling around the floor like a silly cat. I can't calm down so I'm trying to keep my mind occupied. We had ten great years together. RIP LEO

Later, I called the ER VET back and explained to them that I thought he was dying because his paws were cool to the touch and his eyes barely reacted to me and when he tried to get up to walk he could not even walk. She said to bring him back (this is a midnight) and I did. While there, she said his gluclose was in the 50s and based upon her examination she said a 20 percent chance of him living and before I could get home, she called and said he passed. She thinks it was some sort of viral infection inside him and he also had emphysema in his back legs (whatever that means). I asked her if she thinks he suffered all day today and she says he probably wasn't aware. I'm not so sure about that! I just can't believe he's gone I can't stop crying. He was such a happy cat! I'm walking around the house so emotional right now looking at everything knowing he's gone, knowing I won't see him jump on the bed or try to get my attention to feed him, or seeing him rolling around the floor like a silly cat. I can't calm down so I'm trying to keep my mind occupied. We had ten great years together. RIP LEO
