I adopted a young male cat that I had found at a restaurant. A friend and I went out to eat, and I spotted a beautiful cat under a car. My friend had taken some of her food homes. Luckily she had some butter with her. We spent at least one hour trying to catch him. I put some of the butter on the tip of my finger. Finally, he came and licked the butter off the end of my finger. I was able to grab him by the nape of his neck. My friend held him on the way home to my house. When we arrived at my place, he purred and purred.
The poor cat was full grown and only weighed three pounds. I put him in quarantine for about four months. I took him to my vet for a check-up and shots. He put weight on slowly. I feed him dry cat food and canned cat food from the vet with particular nutrients. He gained more weight on the food from the vet. He finally reached a weight of eleven pounds.
I bathed him, and he loved to be in the water, which is unusual for cats. Once, he jumped in the bathtub on his own and splashed around in the water.
He liked my house cats immediately, and they wanted him as well. They wanted to play with toy mice together. He tried to sleep in my bed at night and on a recliner. He was friendly and would lie on my lap or follow me around the house.
When he was eight, he developed a high temperature of 106 degrees. He was listless and lying under a chair. I touched his forehead. His head felt very hot. I took his temperature and saw that it was way too high. Your cat’s temperature should be 101.3 degrees. The vet said I saved his life by taking his temperature and taking him to the vet right away. He got better on a round of antibiotics. Ask your vet how to take your cat’s temperature, which may save his life someday.
He became listless two years later. His appetite was waning. I took him to my vet. He put my cat through many tests and discovered he had liver cancer. His ears were yellow, and his skin was under his hair. His urine was dark brown due to his liver cancer. I took him back home for about one week. He continued to get worse. I took him to my vet and had him put to sleep. I still miss him dearly. He was a lovely, loving cat. I cannot stand to see any pet suffer. Remember, putting your beloved cat to sleep is always better than watching them suffer.
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3 replies on “My Wondeful Cat that Died from Liver Cancer”
So sorry to hear about your cat Laura. Sounds like you gave him an unbelievable life.
I had to put one of my cats down once and it was awful. She would have suffered though if I hadn’t and I didn’t want that at all.
What a beautiful cat. You certainly changed his life for the better. It is hard to say goodbye to our loved animals but at times it is really the best thing to do for them. Although we humans miss them it is much better for them to not have to suffer. Thank you for sharing your sweet cat with us today.