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Ajé is dead.
I took her in to the vet this morning because she'd stopped eating entirely, and she'd been sneezing blood. There, it was pretty much confirmed that it was a cancerous mass eating away at the right side of her face; her gum was too raw even for light pressure, her eye was dying, and she couldn't smell. She also showed early signs of a heart murmur, and she'd lost three pounds in as many months.
Essentially, the only option was a panel of really invasive tests and procedures that might not have done anything for her, and I didn't want to put her through it. It came down to quality-of-life, and I don't think that a mad scrabble for any form of life, no matter how uncomfortable, is necessarily the best option – especially not with a creature who can't understand what's happening, or why they're being put through it. So I made the decision to have her euthanized.
And... that's that, I suppose. The world continues on as it always has; it's just lost one cat. I'm still processing. I knew it was coming, I just didn't know when; I've had some chance to prepare myself for it. I wish she'd had a better end, but life decides these things.
I took her in to the vet this morning because she'd stopped eating entirely, and she'd been sneezing blood. There, it was pretty much confirmed that it was a cancerous mass eating away at the right side of her face; her gum was too raw even for light pressure, her eye was dying, and she couldn't smell. She also showed early signs of a heart murmur, and she'd lost three pounds in as many months.
Essentially, the only option was a panel of really invasive tests and procedures that might not have done anything for her, and I didn't want to put her through it. It came down to quality-of-life, and I don't think that a mad scrabble for any form of life, no matter how uncomfortable, is necessarily the best option – especially not with a creature who can't understand what's happening, or why they're being put through it. So I made the decision to have her euthanized.
And... that's that, I suppose. The world continues on as it always has; it's just lost one cat. I'm still processing. I knew it was coming, I just didn't know when; I've had some chance to prepare myself for it. I wish she'd had a better end, but life decides these things.
