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Anonymous
My cat just recently died.

Here's how the story goes. My 15+ year old cat whom I've had since I was 4 started acting strange a few days ago. I thought he was just getting on in years, and was little worried.

I stayed over at my friends house to help with some stuff, and came back today, at about 10:14.

The first thing I see when I walk trhough the door is my cat laying his head on one of my shoes, with blood and bile on his mouth. His pupils were completley ovulated and he was in deep dimentia. He could barely force a begging meow when I walked in through the door, and this just threw me into tears in almost an instant.

I lifted my poor cat up, put him in a box with a towel and waited with him trying to make things as comfortable as possible before he passed. Then at 11:23 EST, my cat "Scratch" had stopped breating all together. I threw the stained towel ontop of the box, and put the box near my door.

I'm not going to bury him yet, I want the family to come home first, as it would be rude for them to not at least see proper ceremonies for a cat who's a big part of his family.

So, /an/ can you help me out? Have you ever had a cat, or a beloved pet pass away in front of you? Anything that helps make the hurting stop?
>> Anonymous
sounds like he had some sickness in his gastro-intestinal tract.

Animals dieing from old age don't spittle up blood and bile. Your cat was sick, fo 'sho
>> Anonymous
>>69718


Well, I have 2 other cats that seem perfectly healthy right now. One's 4 the other 11, so it might have either been worms or lack of an immune system due to his age.

Regardless of how he died though, there wasn't anything I could do for him. I have no money or car to go to the vet, and they would have uethanised him if he actually managed to survivie the ride up there.
>> Anonymous
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I have no advice. With time the pain goes away. I, however, can empathize with you.

/comfort
>> Anonymous
>>69719

Tapeworms while pretty nasty to look at don't really harm cats. They are just sort of a nuisance so that wouldn't have been what happened. Maybe some sort of intestinal blockage? Only way you could really know for sure would be an autopsy but that wouldn't really do much other than explain it and cost money.

Sorry he died. At least you were there when he went which probably made things easier for him.

Unfortunately I didn't get to see my cat of 21 years when she died a couple years back. When I had moved out of my mom's the cat stayed. In the summer of 05 I was heading out to visit my mom and take a small vacation. My cat got sick a few days before my flight and died about 15 hours before I arrived. That made me pretty sad that I had been so close to getting to see her but didn't make it on time.

I hadn't cried since I was pretty young and that made me cry. Pets are a pretty close thing. In your life a lot of people will come and go. You will know them for only a little and never see them again. Pets though you see their whole life. They are always there and that makes losing them so hard because you have all that and now you have to watch them go.
>> Anonymous
It's hard. I was away for a few weeks when my last dog died (at only 7), and my parents had to go and fucking describe how it happened to me. I was crushed enough as it was, and now I get these horrible images in my head of how it sounds like it went down. I can only imagine it's even worse to have actually seen it happen.

So you have /an/'s empathy. There isn't really much to advise. At least you have other cats to help comfort you.
>> Anonymous
>>69717His pupils were completley ovulated and he was in deep dimentia.

come on /an/

ovulated
>> Anonymous
Wanna cry? try this on for size:

When my wife was younger, she had 2 cats, absolutely adorable little gray kittens who grew up and became some of the most lovable cats you could want. Naturally the tom loved to go outside and hunt, bringing back trophies to his ever loving "mommy". All the while, the girl cat would wait for her brothers return. Playing with him when he came inside, cleaning each other and what not.

Well, years later, the tom went out to play and never returned. He was hit by a car and left for dead down the street.

The sister would just sit at the window, not moving, emitting a pitiful wail that sounded like sobbing. It was the same wail that she made when she was a kitten and was trapped under a dresser, she would not have been found if her brother the tom had not led her owners to the appropriate room.

Well, she sat and stared out the window all day, waiting for her loving brother to return until the end of her days. She never played after he left for his eternal hunt.

As for the OP:

You should have killed the cat, instead you let it die a very slow and painful death while under your care. I can only hope someone does the same for you one day.
>> Anonymous
You really shouldn't be caring for any animals if you can't afford to take them to the vet, or even get there with reliable transportation for that matter.

But, for the topic at hand, I was there when our dog that was nearly 15 years old was put to sleep. I was heartbroken since I grew up with him.
>> Anonymous
>>69752

Oh damn, hahaha!
>> FatOldBenzGuy
cancer maybe. 15 years is a good age for a cat already.
And you should have gone to a vet instead of just putting him away.
>> Anonymous
>>69765>You should have killed the cat, instead you let it die a very slow and painful death while under your care. I can only hope someone does the same for you one day.

He died over a very fast span of time, and I had no knowledege of his ailing health until today. If I had the ability to make the pain go away for him, I would. Please do't attempt to lay judgement on a situation you barely know.


>>69767>You really shouldn't be caring for any animals if you can't afford to take them to the vet, or even get there with reliable transportation for that matter

My mom got me this cat when I was 4. I'm 18 now. How in god's name was I supposed to predict what was going to happen in 15 years?

>>69774>cancer maybe. 15 years is a good age for a cat already.

Apparently he was getting worse over a lapse of 3 days. I wasn't really home for those days, so I couldn't know.

UPDATE: I just buried him outside. The poor thing.
>> Anonymous
>>69778

Don't sweat them. A cat would never reach 15 living in the wild and chances are it would die a cold and lonely death. You did what you could and that is all that can be asked of anyone.
>> Anonymous
Two years ago I watched my dog of 14 years be put to sleep. Sucked, badly. ;_; But she was really ill, so, y'know, it was for the best as the story usually goes.
>> Anonawry
>>69717
You are in 4chan.org, so I can't believe you would take these people seriously. 4chan's not really the place to talk things out. You have family I suggest you talk to them.

>>69765>You should have killed the cat, instead you let it die a very slow and painful death while under your care. I can only hope someone does the same for you one day.

This person is full of it. "You should have killed you cat" should have been a clue.
>> Anonymous
Had a budgie die about five years ago, with a fair bit of drama. He came sort of climbing out of their cage with great urgency, and then sort of flopped down onto the floor and stopped entirely. Obvious example of "I'm dying, gotta hide" behaviour. Given that he did that in his last few moments, it's pretty clear that he was suffering from a disease and like budgies generally do was hiding it well enough not to be noticed.

Other than the bird that was put to sleep when I was like 12, all other pet animals me and my parents had passed away during the night. Very polite of them. They were all given proper burial, i.e. a hole in the ground and a cardboard box, not the "stuff in an empty milk carton, throw away with trash" thing. Generally near power lines or such, so that it'd be unlikely that the ground becomes dug up in the next twenty to thirty years.
>> Anonymous
One of my cats had the weirdest way of dying...

He got VERY skinny, eventually to the point of being.. sickening. No matter how much we got him to eat he wouldn't gain weight. Eventually he started urinating everywhere, constantly. He would just be sitting in the corner sleeping and he would be sleeping in a puddle of piss. Everywhere he went, he was uncontrollably pissing.

Eventually when he was laying down on his side, I noticed he had a HUGE FUCKING HOLE IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS STOMACH. His belly was showing his INNARDS through a circular hole around an inch and a half. He was basically decaying from some sort of disease he picked up and it was uncurable.

Now that I think about it, my cats all have some weird way of dying.. my first cat was eaten by coyotes or some sort of wildlife when I lived out in the boonies... one of my friends came across his corpse mountain biking and showed me it.

My current cat was hit by a car, he dragged himself very far down the street to my doorstep and just kind of laid there until I heard him, with his leg barely attached. He didn't die though.. I ended up paying the vet $700 for his leg to be amputated so he could survive, now I have a 3 legged cat that follows me everywhere and won't leave me alone.
>> Anonymous
I had a dog that I had since I was 3, a shepard/collie mix. She was about 15 years old and was the most loyal dog I've ever known. She was born with a weak heart and wasn't capable of running very much without having problems. I moved often so I never really kept many friends as a kid, but she was always willing to play even if it physically taxed her.

Earlier in the day, I was watching TV and she just kept staring at me while she was sitting up. She'd lay down for a minute, and then sit back up like something had disturbed her and stare at me again for a minute, when I haven't moved a muscle or made a sound to bother her. Repeat this 4-5 times and I'm sort of weirded out because she's never acted that way before. Later that night I was just casually playing some video games while she was sleeping by my feet below me, then she suddenly burst into seizure and started twitching while her eyes were bugging out. I started panicing and knew she's was dying. I got her a blanket, tried to make her comfortable and just sat there beside her crying while she started coughing up blood and bile. Apparently her heart finally gave out.

I felt really lost when she died - at the time I lived in a bad part of town in poverty with no friends, and I wasn't close to my family either so I lost the only other being I really knew, that was incredibly loyal to me. I cried for probably about 4 hours straight before I finally dug up a grave in the back yard (she was a big dog so it took quite awhile) and carried her out covered in the blanket for burial.

I was depressed for a couple months, but eventually I got over it by indulging into video games, in particular Quakeworld.
>> Anonymouse
>>70581

$700 you sir ar an true hero and you didn't even have to take that bullet. I applaud your efforts. Have a beer on me. Many lesser people would have just had the cat put down.
>> Anonymous
I had a cat die on me once, but I kind of expected it. He had FIP and I was going to put him down but the vet said it wouldn't be hard to make him comfortable for his final week so I decided to take that route.

He stayed with me and hung out in my bed for about a week and actually woke.me.up. to watch him die. Over time you start to notice the pain less. If I were you I wouldn't force yourself to do anything over the next few days if you don't have to.
>> Anonymous
Firstly...shame on everyone who's gave the OP such a callous reply in light of such a horrible thing they've had happen. You at least have my sympathies. It's horrible to watch a beloved pet pass away in front of you when there genuinely is nothing that could have been done.

When I was 13 our Siamese cat passed away of old age. My Mom had that cat for four years before she'd had me so there wasn't a day in my life that cat wasn't there.
She laid down in her favorite spot in front of the door where the sun always came through the day before she passed away and just stayed there the entire time. She tried to get up a couple times but was too weak and finally she just stayed put. I sat with her for a while in the evening petting her because I knew it was the last time I'd get to do so.
I woke up the next morning to my Mom crying so I knew what happened. We buried her up on top of the hill behind my house and I made her a little tombstone and everything.
That's been 13 years ago and I still get sad to think about it. Pets aren't just animals...they're family members. ^_^
You have my sympathies OP. Things will get better, it just takes time.
>> Talec !gKQv5IanZU
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>>70581
I was thinking, "sounds kinda like diabetes" but then HUGE FUCKING HOLE. that's just wtf... x_o;

OP: my condolences.. this seems to be the season of dying pets, one of my kitties died this January, and my remaining kitty was just diagnosed with kidney failure. ;-;

No pet has passed away in front of me without the aid of SCIENCE, but the most distressing time was when our first dog, in the late stages of bone cancer, tried to scale the front steps and instead collapsed on them. X(

Pic: remaining kitty, looking much better now that we've administered home-IV. ^^;
>> Anonymous
My first dog, Leo, I got when I was about 5 years old. He was a Golden Retriever and a very sweet dog. The whole entire family loved him and he prettymuch was another "child" in our house.

Unfortunately, one summer he came down with Rocky Mt. Spotted fever and got very sick. We kept him in a corner of the kitchen and he just kept throwing up after every meal. The vet told us to give him stomach medicine to help with that, so we did.

So one day, he throws up and my mom is like "Go clean it up." So I grab a towel and swipe at the mess... and start screaming.

It wasn't vomit, it was blood. He just threw up ALL THE BLOOD IN HIS BODY.

So we rush him out to the car and me and my dad are driving like demons trying to get to the emergency vet. I'm in the back trying to comfort my dying dog, but eventually his eyes roll up in the back of his head and he grimaces and dies in front of my eyes.

Worst day of my life. ;_; It's been over seven years since he died and it can still bring me to tears.

OP, I feel your pain.
>> Anonymous
>>70585

And smarter people would have learned from their past mistakes and kept the cats INDOORS so this shit wouldn't happen.
>> Anonymous
One of my oldest and best friends was a cat named DC. She would run all about my mothers ankles if I started crying, she would put up with my clumsy infant hands seeking out her tail, and later she would even endure the ultimate indignity of me attempting to convince her that cabbage patch kids clothing was suitable for felines. Eventually, I stopped innocently annoying her as kids do, and grew to just love her. Many afternoons were spent on the porch swing with the warm sun on my face and a warmer cat in my lap.

Then I had to move away.

The farmhouse, and the animals that lived in it were left behind when my mother took her fancy with a dashing marine. We moved to Yuma, and I went back to my farmhouse in Texas twice a year to see my grandparents and my best friend. When I was twelve, I came for my usual visit. My suitcases were taken inside, and I stayed out front with DC for a while. I stoked her back and scratched her chin and I listened to her purr, which was as loud and comforting when I was twelve as when I was two. Then I went inside.

An hour or so later, my grandmother went out front, and found DC right where I had left her. She had quietly fallen over, and died. She was 18 years old, and she had waited for me to come home.
>> Anonymous
>>70721

Asshole. Made me tear up. :(
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>> Anonymous
needs moar beast on man sex
>> Anonymous
>>70747
I'm sad now ;_;
>> Anonymous
I'm laying on the pillow my cat died on. he was on my bed at the bottom in a lil shoe box, when he stretched out and plopped onto the pillow next to the box. I thought he was being cute but a few very short seconds later me and my brother were mortified. He was dying slowly and we couldn't do anything...
>> Anonymous
Oh god. When I was 5, we had a cat that got cancer, but I didn't know it would die. ONe morning I got mad at it and kicked it {I hate myself for doing that} and when I came home from school, Socks was dead. Her cancer finally took her. I will always be haunted by that day...
>> Anonymous
>>70807

Maybe it wasn't the cancer, maybe it was your stupid ass KICKING IT.
>> Anonymous
>>70962
Did you miss the part where he was 5? Kids do stupid shit.
>> Anonymous
I had a bunny when I was younger who became really close to the family. One of those rabbits that seem to think they're dogs and just run around the house following everyone, loved to be pet, would even sit at my dad's feet when he read the paper. One day after we had him for I'd say 6 years he just started breathing weird, didn't move a lot and was getting skinny, so we took him to the vet.

He checked him out and said he developed some sort of lung problem and he'd keep him overnight for observation. Our bunny had this dishtowel blankie he always slept on in his cage at night so naturally me (I couldn't drive yet) and my mom left to go get it so he'd feel a little better about sleeping there. We were gone maybe 15 minutes. When we returned to the front desk one of the secretaries informed us he had passed while we were gone.

If I were you, I'd at least be happy I was there with them when it happened. I still feel incredibly guilty when I think about my bunny. Poor little guy died alone in a weird place and wondering where his family went. :(
>> Anonymous
breaking news, gerald ford is dead, and I am gay
>> Anonymous
this thread proves some of us still have hearts