||[Jul. 15th, 2009|08:48 pm]
Momcat's luck has run its course. The polyp in her ear has come back and it's larger. On top of this we found out today the vet thinks it may be cancerous. I've come to the conclusion, as her guardian, that the best thing to do is euthanize her.
But don't be sad -- hold back a moment, because there is good in all of this, I promise.
We knew after her last visit to the vet that she needed an additional surgery. Years ago when Thunderbelly, who might actually have been the coolest cat on Earth, died I promised Milla (who was the only other being in my life at the time) I would never let her suffer. I decided that if Momcat could have Quality of Life then I'd subject her to another trapping, another taxi ride, another surgery, and another recovery, not knowing if there would be more afterwards. trillian_stars and I spent the last three months trying to see if we could guarantee her that Quality of Life, knowing that we had a limited time to determine that. Anti-depressants were a failure, drastic socialization attempts as well.
In the four years that Momcat's been here, we've made only very limited progress -- she's still a feral cat and she's too far gone to ever be anything more (or less). It's sad for me to think this, but we've tried, she is what she is.
City Kitties is helping us find a vet who will come and perform the euthanasia here, because I don't want her last hours on earth to be trapping, car rides, and terrifying new places.
Momcat was never truly happy. She was, at times, less grumpy and less persecuted, but that's it. She was a broken one that I couldn't fix.
I'll be calling vets tomorrow morning.
In the meantime -- there is something you can do. City Kitties takes care of stray cats and kittens every day finding them homes and medical care and while momcat sits, grumpy, on my bed hating everybody who walks past, City Kitties knows a dozen cats that want, desperately want, humans. You can send them a donation in Momcat's name and from this sad thing, so many good things can happen.
When the fell deed is done we shall have a celebration to remember her life and you'll all be invited. The life she had was, really, the best one she could possibly have had given the cards she was dealt. And right now, although I'm dripping a cascade of tears onto this keyboard, I feel accomplished. She and I tried our best. I will see her as far as I can along the best road I can find for her.
Don't feel sorry for us, that doesn't accomplish anything; instead, be something positive for someone:--turn this moment into shining, radiant good.
2009-07-16 10:23 pm (UTC)
Momcat had a good life thanks to you.
I was just gonna type to you to ask you if you would consider some sort of kitty photo project.
You seem to be able to capture good feline moments.
Maybe this IS a good time.
poor momcat, shes such a beautiful kitty. my heart goes out to you
There is nothing I can say that others haven't already said. Take all 100+ comments and double it from me. :)
I am so happy and proud to see so many other people who do as much as they can for the kitties. I can't donate to City Kitties at this time, in part because we just adopted our 4th, Little Rockstar - named by my 4 year old son, from a local shelter last week. We can't save them all, but we do the best we can.
Awful when you have to make that choice, I cried buckets when I had to do that (he is in the icon and I still miss him like hell)
It is easy to lavish care and attention on an animal that gives easily back. It is some challenge to do that with one who isn't affectionate or socialised. Despite her problems it is clear Momcat has had only the very best treatment and care for these last few years, she is definitely ending on a high in that respect. Am glad you all got the chance to get to know each other. I will miss her glare and Kyle foiling. Particularly when involving traps.
Sometimes, the right choice is the hardest to make of all.
Since folks are sharing...
My first ever pet (after I had moved out, gotten married and divorced) was a black half-Siamese named Cheetarah. Like the Thundercat. She was "my" cat, she slept on my shoulder with her head beneath my hair, purring. She talked the way Siamese cats do and I loved her so much.
After twelve years of love, and two weeks before I wed the love of my life, she had to be euthanized. I was heartbroken and I still miss her.
Our current trio keep us pretty busy these days:
I will miss Momcat too. You and trillian_stars
have been so kind to her. Hubby and I made a donation in Momcat's name.
Thank you for everything you gave to her.
I read this as our own Tortie, Heidi, is getting to the geriatric time of her life. I know that soon she will soon cross that bridge that all of our furbabies must cross. To hear of Momcat's impending journey touches me deeply, So we will select a style of tankard in her memory, five dollars from each sale of those tankards will be CityKitties this weekend. Just to keep her memory a positive one.
All I can do is offer a virtual hug to both you and trill.
You are extraordinary people who have the incredable capacity to open your home to her for the past four years, where she was kept safe from any number of things that could have hurt her.
I am richer for knowing you and her through you.
So it is then, all hail and farewell. She has been a most true and ferocious feline being, and her humans have provided her a just, dignified, and proper home in her climax years. All hail to Momcat, all hail to her hosts, and may we all aspire to just one iota of the indomitable spirit she leaves in her wake.
Kyle, I can't help but feel sorry and sad. I know that this is a heartbreaking decision, but also know that you are doing what is best for Momcat. She had a wonderful ally and advocate in you. In a world where she had and would continue to have nothing, I am thankful you were there for her.
You have been an angel to so many kittehs.
I hope her passing is gentle...
I`ll never forget Momcat and her story.