Before I knew it, I was inside the room reading this cat's bio. About 7 years old, owners had moved to Michigan and couldn't take her with them. Her name, describing her perfectly, Itty Bitty. Somehow, this sweet cat ended up in my car and soon into our hearts.
This is a picture of Casey and Itty Bitty a couple of weeks ago.
After bringing her home we noticed that she didn't eat much. Then we started wondering if she was eating at all. I bought a few different foods trying to find one she'd eat. Silly me. We did find out that she would only drink cold water out of the fridge door, not out of the faucet. Little Princess. She didn't participate with any of the other cats shenanigans, but liked to stay by herself. She did like to sit on our laps and was people friendly. She didn't back down from my huge dogs either, and they've got a few scratches to prove it, lol.
I took Itty Bitty to the vet Monday, and found out she'd lost two lbs. in the few weeks we'd had her, down to 4 lbs., and she was extremely dehydrated so they hooked her up to give her some fluids, which she did not appreciate! They took blood and I brought her home.
The vet called me yesterday morning to tell me she has kidney disease and her kidneys are approximately 75% shut down. The best they can offer is to give her fluids a couple times a week and with that, they give her, at the most, 6 months. She hasn't ate, drank or moved in about a week. When we try to pick her up she cries. As much as it breaks my heart, I'm having her put down this morning.
It's not the first time I've had to do this, being as I've had animals (plural x infinity) around me since the day I was born, but it's never gotten easier. Sometimes love is doing what's most difficult, but what's best for the one you love.