I had a relatively cool day yesterday; I was up at the crack
of dawn and got busy...I was totally devastated by 8 pm. I knew Dice wasn't
feeling well Friday when I got home from work but his behavior was nothing
unusual for Dice. He display his usual cantankerous self following me through
the house fussing..only difference was that he was a little listless and he
kept licking his lips. I noticed a couple of droplets of blood but just assumed
he'd been fighting or ate something he shouldn't have. He ate and drank as
usual and he attacked my hand under the blanket for about 20 minutes. I gave
him scratches and chin scratches until we both fell fast asleep.
Fast forward Saturday afternoon. My housemate came home from
her holiday vacation and noticed that Dice was more listless. He was just
sitting in a patch of sour grass. I told her that I thought he hurt his mouth
but he wouldn't let me check it. She said to me that his symptoms sounds like
he had gotten into some poison. She saw Dice stumble as he attempted to follow
her. She bundled the fat man up and took him to the vet........
The fat bundle of annoying joy had to be put down due to
kidney failure and possible lymphoma...
I then get a phone call,
it was almost midnight in the ATL, from my sweet girl "Munkey"
who told me that she saw my Facebook post about Dice and to share that her
precious diva of a cat passed away over the holiday. Minka was almost 20 years
old...
pet paradise *sigh*
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