My Beloved Casey - You Are Missed Options

[karen - casey]

We had to say good-bye to my beloved Casey on Thursday the 13th. He was diagnosed with Lung cancer on Oct 24th. We were told the cancer had progressed to far for any kind of treatment by our Vet. We were devistated by the news, he seemed fine. We took him home and showered him with treats and love. Last Tuesday we noticed his breathing was getting labored and by Wednesday evening it had become worse. Casey's condition worsened overnight. Casey always slept with us, but on this night he slept on the floor next to my husband. In the morning he went onto his kitty condo and started gasping for air (this lasted only a short period of time, but we knew what we had to do). We called the vet immediately to make that dreaded appointment. When it was time to leave I gently picked Casey up and wrapped him in a towel. He never liked to be picked up, so he tried to get away from me, which broke my heart. As we got the door he turned and tried to bite me (the first time ever). I held him close and told him I loved him. He did not like going outside which made the trip harder. I was unable to see my usual vet, but the vet that was there was extremely kind. I have cried every day since. I had 12 wonderful years with him. I know we made the right decision - the humane one, but my heart is broken. I was not ready to say good-bye. He was my first cat and I feel empty without him. I do have three other cats and a dog the I love dearly, but Casey was my special little boy. I do take comfort in knowing I will be reunited with him one day.

[karen - casey]

Thank you all for your support. I am so glad I found this site. It helps to know there are so many kind people out there that understand (and care about) what I am going through.

I had a bad night last night. I picked up some picures of Casey, which led to a converstion with my husband. We were talking about all the little things Casey would do. If you were playing with him and you stopped and put the toy in a drawer he would get up on his hind legs and pull the drawer open and reach his paw into the drawer. He also had a habit of opening the kitchen cupboard under the sink (which my dad did not believe me until he saw him), he would then go investigating. My husband called him the most curious cat he had ever met, inspecting everything. Our converstation led me to tears and I wonder when they will stop. I wake up early in the morning unable to sleep just thinking about my little boy. Last night I heard my Athena meowing in the living room (something she has never done) I jump out of bed and she was sitting next to Casey's favorite rug, it broke my heart.