She went for a colon evacuation two weeks ago, which she had been throuh before with no problems, came home, lay down to rest and recuperate, and stopped walking. She was alert, but couldn't eat, had no energy, couldn't stand, couldn't even drink water or pee on her own. She tried to fight back. You could see it in her eyes. She was determined.
This weekend, the cat who took four years to utter her first meow, started crying. I took her to see her acupuncture vet yesterday morning, and decided it was time for her to rest. She now joins her beloved Georgie the Russian blue cat and my beloved Pupgirl on the Big Patio in the Sky, where there's a big wicker chair with a soft green cushion in the sun, just for her.
|kitty bunk beds--now reunited|
|Good thing she liked the dog bed the dogs didn't like|
|Lana and her adorable crocheted sweater|
|Lana's favorite place--a lap|
More photos to come.