Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 I'm so sorry, Jen. I'm glad you had the courage to let go when he needed it -- I'm just sorry he needed it it. Indyrose Who may be looking at that for her golden soon... > > Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for > him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and > vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this > week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they > didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. > > The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom > would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny! > > I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms > I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo. > > Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20! > > I LOVE YOU Gizmo! > > Jen > > P.S. It's too quiet in our house now. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 ,You have my condolences - losing a pet you love is like losing a best friend. I pray in time you will only remember all the joy she brought you.Regards,Catlin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Jen I totally know what you mean by the house feeling empty When Rowan died and it was just me and it seemed so quiet. I went and got another kitty right away. Gizmo is in a better place and you did the right thing. Another star will shine in the sky tonite.Peace, Awww, Jen. I'm so, so sorry. Gizmo was obviously a very much loved kitty and certainly knew he was too. I pray for peace in your heart as you mourn this terrible loss. Hugs, OT: Gizmo [1 Attachment] Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Thanks , he was much loved. I think my other cat, Mia misses Gizmo too. JenSubject: Re: OT: GizmoTo: exercisevideos Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 7:07 AM Awww, Jen. I'm so, so sorry. Gizmo was obviously a very much loved kitty and certainly knew he was too. I pray for peace in your heart as you mourn this terrible loss. Hugs, OT: Gizmo [1 Attachment] Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 It never gets easier, does it? Somehow it feels harder because Gizmo was my baby at 14. Mia at 19, soon to be 20 is the oldest. To have to put to sleep my "baby" just about killed me, although I knew I had to for him. Do you have a Golden Retriever? Nice dog, sorry to hear that. How old is he/she?Only animal lovers understand, JenSubject: Re: OT: GizmoTo: exercisevideos Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 10:31 AM I'm so sorry, Jen. I'm glad you had the courage to let go when he needed it -- I'm just sorry he needed it it. Indyrose Who may be looking at that for her golden soon... > > Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for > him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and > vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this > week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they > didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. > > The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom > would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny! > > I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms > I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo. > > Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20! > > I LOVE YOU Gizmo! > > Jen > > P.S. It's too quiet in our house now. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Thank you Catlin, I'm sure in time I will remember our good times together more than the bad times. He was such a sweet cat...Gizmo had an ornery side though which made him a lot of fun! JenSubject: Re: OT: GizmoTo: exercisevideos Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 3:21 PM ,You have my condolences - losing a pet you love is like losing a best friend. I pray in time you will only remember all the joy she brought you.Regards,Catlin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Thank you Judy. I LOVE the story of the rainbow bridge!Only animal lovers understand, JenSubject: Re: OT: GizmoTo: "exercisevideos " <exercisevideos >Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 11:43 AM jen:so sorry for your loss.. Fur kids do spend such a short time with us and affect us so deeply with their love. Know he is in peace and waiting for you at the rainbow bridgejudy To: BeWellandFit-YAHOO-Group <BeWellandFit >; Biggest Losers - Losing Weight Together <Biggest-Losers-Losing-Weight-Together >; Exercise-Accountability <exercise_accountability >; Exercise-Videos <exercisevideos >; FightingFatFeelingFit-Yahoo-Group <Fighting-Fat-Feeling-Fit >; Get-Fit-Stay-Fit-YAHOO-Group <GetFitStayFitTheChallenge >; GetHealthyFollowBobGreenesTIPS <GetHealthyFollowBobGreenesTIPS >; On-the-Lighter-Side-YahooGroup <On_the_Lighter_Side >; selfchallenge02 ; The 20 60 Challenge group on Yahoo <The2060Challenge >; TotalBodyMakeoverYourWay ; volleyjenwlc2004@...; WalkingForExerciseAndWeightLoss ; wlcmichigan Sent: Saturday, January 7, 2012 4:48 AM Subject: OT: Gizmo [1 Attachment] Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Thanks Donna. All Siamese cats have blue eyes. Gizmo had deep blue eyes and Mia has very light blue eyes. It is very hard to say Good Bye, even if you know it's best for your pet. Jen Subject: OT: Gizmo [1 Attachment]To: "BeWellandFit-YAHOO-Group" <BeWellandFit >, "Biggest Losers - Losing Weight Together" <Biggest-Losers-Losing-Weight-Together >, "Exercise-Accountability" <exercise_accountability >, "Exercise-Videos" <exercisevideos >, "FightingFatFeelingFit-Yahoo-Group" <Fighting-Fat-Feeling-Fit >, "Get-Fit-Stay-Fit-YAHOO-Group" <GetFitStayFitTheChallenge >, "GetHealthyFollowBobGreenesTIPS" <GetHealthyFollowBobGreenesTIPS >, "On-the-Lighter-Side-YahooGroup" <On_the_Lighter_Side >, selfchallenge02 , "The 20 60 Challenge group on Yahoo" <The2060Challenge >, TotalBodyMakeoverYourWay , volleyjenwlc2004@..., WalkingForExerciseAndWeightLoss , wlcmichigan Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 4:48 AM Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Omg I can't WAIT to see pics of new babies! Mia might not like them at first but they will keep her young and bring out her inner kitten! Of the 2 cats I've had who are in Heaven, the oldest of the two was 14.5. Mia is by far the exception and I'm jealous you have a 19 year old pudder! Purrs and hugs. Gizmo love you too, Jen. Thanks , I know that you understand how I feel. It was very hard but I couldn't keep watching him suffer...his quality of life was getting worse and worse. I'm gong to get two kitties in the spring, hopefully Traditional Lynx Point Siamese. It will be the first time I've got two kittens at the same time! Hopefully Mia will tolerate it...I will have to make sure I pay attention to all three of them. Jen Awww, Jen. I'm so, so sorry. Gizmo was obviously a very much loved kitty and certainly knew he was too. I pray for peace in your heart as you mourn this terrible loss. Hugs, OT: Gizmo [1 Attachment] Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Hugs Jen. I was so, so saddened reading about this. It is heartbreaking. It never, ever gets easier, even when you know with all your heart and all your mind that it's the very best thing to do. Hugs and more hugs, Jen. Those kitties are so lucky to have such a caring person. It never gets easier, does it? Somehow it feels harder because Gizmo was my baby at 14. Mia at 19, soon to be 20 is the oldest. To have to put to sleep my " baby " just about killed me, although I knew I had to for him. Do you have a Golden Retriever? Nice dog, sorry to hear that. How old is he/she?Only animal lovers understand, Jen Subject: Re: OT: Gizmo To: exercisevideos Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 10:31 AM I'm so sorry, Jen. I'm glad you had the courage to let go when he needed it -- I'm just sorry he needed it it. Indyrose Who may be looking at that for her golden soon... > > Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for > him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and > vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this > week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they > didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. > > The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom > would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny! > > I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms > I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo. > > Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20! > > I LOVE YOU Gizmo! > > Jen > > P.S. It's too quiet in our house now. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 I have an Aussie, Hazel, who just turned one year old last week, and I have a 12 year old golden retriever, JJ, who has some chronic health problems. Right now they aren't bothering him as much as they do me! Twelve is somewhat old for a golden -- ten is " average " for them -- and I worry that things can change suddenly. It never does get easier. Indyrose > > > > > >   Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for > > > him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and > > > vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this > > > week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they > > > didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. > > > > > >    The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable!  He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom > > > would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny! > > > > > > I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms > > > I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo. > > > > > > Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20! > > > > > > I LOVE YOU Gizmo! > > > > > >              Jen > > > > > > P.S. It's too quiet in our house now. > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Actually, I had a Lynx Point Siamese cat that lived to the ripe old age of 18! He would have lived longer but he had a problem with his bowel and he was too old to be operated on. Siamese cats are known for their long lives. But two of my Siamese died young (in my opinion,) Cocoa who died at 13 from lymphoma and Gizmo at 14 who died from kidney disease. Both Cocoa and Gizmo were the "newer" variation of Siamese cat, sometimes referred to as "wedge-head." The older/original version of Siamese cats are called Traditional or "Apple head," I think they are more hardy/strong cats. Their bodies are more muscular and their not as thin as wedge heads. I think that the Traditional Siamese are more beautiful too. Maybe when the breeders began changing the breed it made them weaker so that they died sooner than the other cats. Anyway, I'm going to test my theory by getting two Traditional Siamese cats. This is where I may buy my kittens from http://siamesevanscholten.com/ click on the pictures to see the kittens. My 19 year old Mia is half Apple head and Half wedge-head. She looks more like an Apple-head to me though and she sure is living a long time. I've had her since she was 5 weeks old! Awww, Jen. I'm so, so sorry. Gizmo was obviously a very much loved kitty and certainly knew he was too. I pray for peace in your heart as you mourn this terrible loss. Hugs, OT: Gizmo [1 Attachment] Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 I know that Mia will hate the two kittens at first. She hated Gizmo too when I brought him home but now she misses him. She's blind but she knows he's not here any more. She's very meowy and she keeps looking for him and meowing. He would always go to see what was wrong with her when she would cry. Jen Awww, Jen. I'm so, so sorry. Gizmo was obviously a very much loved kitty and certainly knew he was too. I pray for peace in your heart as you mourn this terrible loss. Hugs, OT: Gizmo [1 Attachment] Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Sorry I made you cry . I was crying as I was typing my post. My mom told me today that she thought Gizmo was trying to get better for me. He tried so HARD but when I looked into his eyes I knew it was time. I kissed Gizmo a few times but I've always kissed my cats. I've had cats since I was 2 yrs old and I'm 46 now, so that's a long long time. Your Grandma was right, pets are allowed to die peacefully. I don't believe in euthanizing healthy animals though. That must have been a shock to you when the Vet found the tumor. At least with Gizmo I knew he was sick from kidney disease. The Vet managed well until he had problems with his thyroid too. My cat Gizmo was smart but my 19 yr old her Mia is smarter. She is the smartest cat I've ever had. My mom tells her I'm upstairs so she comes upstairs to find me. She is blind from cataracts but can still find her way around the house. My Vet gave me clippings of Gizmo's fur from his body and tail so I could have both of his colors. She also made a clay imprint of his paws. I'm going to have him cremated and put his ashes in an urn with a statuette of a Siamese on top. Jen Subject: Re: OT: GizmoTo: exercisevideos Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 6:19 PM Jen, I'm sorry but I cried reading your post. It brought back memories from last July when I had to put my 13 year old Beagle Becky down. She was my life and the smartest dog in the world. She knew everything I said to her. She got up one morning and couldn't walk and barely move. We got her down to the vet and she had a cancerous tumor in her stomach. They said she would live only a couple of days. She was in pain, so it was time. I think we all know when its time for them. The one thing my grandma always told me was that they don't have to suffer like we do. They came in and I held Becky while she gave her the medicine. I kissed her face as she passed on. I had never done that before with a dog or human. I wasn't afraid, I loved her so much. She's buried out back and I bought her a stone that reads "Becky Loved Forever, Never Forgotten" and it has a beagle head on the top. I have another beagle who's 13 and has been having some health issues. I'm trying to just be thankful I have her now and not worry about tomorrow. She's still enjoying life and that's what counts the most. It sounds like you did the right thing. I know how much it hurts and time is the only thing that will help you Jen. Sending lots of hugs your way. ((((((((((((((((HUGS))))))))))))))))))) ~ Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny!I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo.Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20!I LOVE YOU Gizmo! JenP.S. It's too quiet in our house now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Thank you , they're my babies! Jen Subject: Re: OT: Gizmo To: exercisevideos Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 10:31 AM I'm so sorry, Jen. I'm glad you had the courage to let go when he needed it -- I'm just sorry he needed it it. Indyrose Who may be looking at that for her golden soon... > > Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for > him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and > vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this > week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they > didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. > > The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable! He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom > would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny! > > I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms > I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo. > > Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20! > > I LOVE YOU Gizmo! > > Jen > > P.S. It's too quiet in our house now. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 7, 2012 Report Share Posted January 7, 2012 Yea things can change fast with older pets and sometimes younger ones.My Vet did acupuncture on a Golden Retriever with arthritis in his hips and afterwards he was running around like a puppy! Maybe you can find a Vet to do that for your dog. JenSubject: Re: OT: GizmoTo: exercisevideos Date: Saturday, January 7, 2012, 9:39 PM I have an Aussie, Hazel, who just turned one year old last week, and I have a 12 year old golden retriever, JJ, who has some chronic health problems. Right now they aren't bothering him as much as they do me! Twelve is somewhat old for a golden -- ten is "average" for them -- and I worry that things can change suddenly. It never does get easier. Indyrose > > > > > >   Thursday I put my cat Gizmo to sleep. By Tuesday I knew I would have to do that for > > > him. He struggled to walk, sit and to go up and down stairs (his litter box is in the basement.) He barely ate anything for over a week and drank very little water. He was so thin that you could feel every rib and > > > vertebra. He would stumble into the kitchen and cry for food but he couldn't eat. He would lay around all day on the sofa or on the hamper in the bathroom. I took him to the Vet everyday last week and everyday this > > > week for subcutaneous fluids (they are injected under the cats skin in his back, alternating sides.) For 5 years I took him to the Vet twice a week for fluids and they kept his kidney disease in check but now they > > > didn't work. He had been diagnosed with hyperthyroidism at the beginning of December and I guess his body just couldn't handle it any more. Once his thyroid was under control his kidneys crashed. > > > > > >    The Vet told me on Thursday that she could try IV fluids on Gizmo and that I would have to force feed him. I knew Gizmo would hate that and his life would be even more miserable!  He looked so pathetic and sad. He whined when I touched him. Before his health deteriorated he was picking on my Mom by dumping the garbage in the bathrooms and chewing on every plastic bag he could get his paws on. When I would call him he would come running, so much for cats taking a message and getting back to you! He would follow me all over the house. He was such a big baby, he LOVED to be held like a baby. He would cry to be held and Siamese cats KNOW how to CRY. My Mom > > > would hold him and he would lay his head on her shoulder and purr (he was a loud purrer!) and he would drool on her. I think he did that because he had a super long tongue and he wold sometimes stick his tongue out at me. One time when my mom was holding him he swatted at the toothpick in her mouth and I took a picture of it and he had wrapped his tongue around the toothpick! So funny! > > > > > > I couldn't watch him suffer any longer so I had the Vet put him to sleep. She gave me options and I decided to have her inject the euthanasia solution in his stomach. She said that way he would stay alive for 20 to 30 minutes and I could hold him and talk to him. Gizmo let me hold him on his back so that she could inject his stomach. Then, I held him like a baby and he relaxed in my arms, he even stuck his tongue out at me. He was so weak that he passed away in less than 5 minutes but he went so peacefully in my arms > > > I didn't mind. I knew he was tired and wanted to go home to Heaven to be with my other pets and people he knew. It was VERY HARD on me and my Mom but I knew it was the right thing to do for Gizmo. > > > > > > Anyway, Gizmo was 14 yrs old, he was a Chocolate Point Siamese. You may think that's old but it wasn't. Gizmo was the baby of the family. My Blue Point Siamese, Mia is 19 years old, soon to be 20! > > > > > > I LOVE YOU Gizmo! > > > > > >              Jen > > > > > > P.S. It's too quiet in our house now. > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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