Rassy cat & Howard, Sick with kidney failure Options

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**Joanne (jackjackbojack is a new member here. Two of her precious furkids (Rassy cat & Howard ) are very ill with kidney failure. With Joanne's permission, I'll do my best to get her posts together (along with their replies), so that she can have her own thread. **

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My two babies are dying of Kidney failure. There is just so little time left. My Rassy cat is 18.5 years old. My Howard is 16. I have been through this once before with my kittywillow. People here are so compassionate and kind. I can't stand it when people say to me its just a cat. Its not. These are my babies. I know how much joy those special little ones bring into our lives.

We enclosed our patios and made them into cat rooms. (We have one upstairs and one downstairs. We refer to our cats as the ups and downs. My up cats will soon cross over the Rainbow. All I will have are some pictures and lots of wonderful memories.

I don't want them to suffer. Rassy cat is still holding on. I know he doesn't want to leave me. Howard still has some time left before the curtain falls. I told Rassy Cat whenever he feels its time, to just let go. I would much prefer to see him die peacefully in his sleep rather than having to put either down. Howard is so attached to Ras, and sick that we might put him down just so he doesn't have to suffer the heartbreak of loosing his best friend esp in his condition.

I just continue to check on my babies. Rassy cat sleeps so soundly. I just keep checking to see if he will wake up. I try not to cry in front of him. He knows how much I adore him. And the last thing I would ever want to do is keep him alive if he is in pain.

Today, I told him, whenever you are ready to let go, its ok. Always know, I love you as much as life itself.

[annie's mommy]

Dear Joanne,

I want to send again my complete admiration for you going through this move at this terribly sad and stressful time. I know it must be just awful trying to cope with it now. Try hard to protect yourself from all the stress. Two specific things you mentioned in your recent post have prompted this reply: you said "the clothes you wore to vet that night are still hanging on the banister" (I understand this well!); and the other statement: "they say the eyes are the window to the soul"...
this is true. I have been "willing" my Annie to come to me at night and for two nights in a row now, I have been receiving detailed visions of faces, with quite specific eyes, lighted so that I can make out those of various and numerous animals. At first the faces were those of many different dogs, each one quite different than the other. I recognized specific breeds, one a pug, a collie, and various combinations each with clear eyes glowing in the dark. And then, dimmer, amongst the many, my Annie's eyes came through. She was a small black cat with a very delicate fragile face (in fact my vet described her, on that dreadful night we found out she had cancer, as having "such a pet*ite face and a pear-shaped tummy"... the tummy sadly even bigger due to the cancerous fluid found). The longer I "watched", the clearer her face came through. The second night this happened, again starting with various eyes and faces of dogs, the first one being a german shepard, I am sure of. I have no german shepard dog that was ever in my family, but I believe these many dogs, especially the larger ones, came through first to get my attention. And perhaps my Annie is "safe" among them, that the bigger, stronger animals are protecting the smaller ones. Visions of many other faces both dogs and cats shown through. Annie's eyes were the identifying feature! I KNEW I was seeing her because of the eyes! You know how even though many dogs and cats have very much the same eyes in size and color, yet you see in your loved one, something special? Well I of course I saw that "special" something in my Annie's. It has to be the soul.

Due to the way it is happening and how I feel when it does, I am believing it more and more. I know that we are not the first to believe that the eyes are the window to the soul. I hope that we all can feel better soon.

Annie's mommy