Thursday, August 25, 2016

Buddy forever


This badge is a lovely gift from Ann at Zoolarty
Buddy peacefully crossed over the rainbow bridge on Monday afternoon.

On Sunday night when I returned home from dropping off Laura in Vancouver (a 3 hour drive), I was excited to see Buddy more perky. Sadly, it didn't last. I slept on the couch that night hoping to get some middle of the night Buddy cuddles, but that didn't happen. When I got up to check on him, he was looking pretty miserable again. I counted his breaths to see how he was doing and it seemed normal (high 30's). A few minutes before I had to leave for work, I thought I would count his breaths one more time and I counted 80 breaths a minute - I freaked. The cardiologist had said if the rate got up to 50 to get him to the vet right away. Thank God I checked him one more time.

I bundled him up and ran over to the vet (literally right across the alleyway from me) and they got him in immediately. When the vet tech took his temperature she thought for sure it was inaccurate and checked it a second time, but it was still 94 degrees. The vet did an exam and immediately put him in a heated oxygen chamber while we talked. She said we could do more extensive diagnostic work but based on his constellation of medical issues, whatever treatment we might do most likely would only extend his life a very short period. She went on to say that his very low temperature and low heart rate are signs that he's ready to cross the bridge. I knew it was time.

Buddy in oxygen chamber
As Buddy hung out in the oxygen chamber, he perked up. His body could now get the oxygen he needed, so his metabolism settled a bit. I asked if he could hang out in the oxygen chamber while I drove the six hours to bring Laura back down so she could be present and say goodbye too. The vet obviously couldn't promise anything but when she checked on him again, his vitals had improved a bit, he seemed more stable, so I took the gamble.

We made it back by the afternoon. His vitals were still stable, so the vet gave us the okay to bring him home for some goodbye time. Once he was off the oxygen, he went downhill very fast. It was time.

Buddy, June 2011
Thank you everyone who left comments and sent messages, I truly appreciate every one. Hopefully this weekend, I'll have the emotional energy to put together a memorial post celebrating Buddy through the years. He was a one of a kind gift.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Buddy update (2)

Brief update - Ran Buddy to emergency this morning. His breathing rate was over 80 breaths a minute and he was cold. His temp was down to 94 deg. After talking with vet, made decision to let him go tonight. He's resting comfortably in heated oxygen chamber for now, so I'll run up to Vancouver, pick up Laura and come back down. Tonight we'll say that final goodbye. Beyond sad.

I'm glad he's more perky in the oxygen chamber.

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Buddy update

Buddy did better today.

I set my alarm to wake up at 2am Sunday morning to check on Buddy (which is when I wrote the last post). I was hoping he would look better than before but that was not the case. I was not feeling too hopeful when I wrote that post and then crawled back in bed. Sleep was hard to come by as the tears wouldn't stop.

When I woke up again at 6am, Buddy was waiting for me on the stove, and meowed his morning greeting, then asked me to pick him up! My heart leapt! My Buddy was back! Joy!

Then he went to his usual breakfast spot and demanded his chow.


I was so happy to see him more perky and eating. He was also drinking water again.


He was back to his more recent self. 

Apparently Buddy rallied! I am so happy. We had a lovely morning tummy rub/cuddle time. He purred and purred and I soaked it up with tears flowing.

One of the reasons I was so worried last night was because we were going to be gone all day today (Sunday). We went up to Vancouver, BC to move Laura into a small apartment. She's going to be going to grad school there full time and commute home on the weekends. Anyway, I wasn't thrilled about leaving Buddy all alone if he was feeling so miserable. Since he rallied, I felt more at peace about it, although I wondered how he would be when I got home.

And when I returned home, this is what I saw:


Perky Buddy wanting some dinner!


I remember with Max and his CRF it was an intense emotional roller coaster. He would be miserable and then rally. Up and down. It looks like we might be on the roller coaster with Buddy. One challenge is that we won't be able to give him fluids for his kidney failure due to his congestive heart failure. I made a vet appointment for him on Tuesday morning to check in about what's going on and come up with a plan.

A huge thank you to everyone for your kind comments. I know you all get the emotional heartbreak that comes with end of life matters. It's really, really, really helpful to not feel alone.

Please keep praying and purring for him. And for me - with Laura living in Vancouver for the weekdays now, it means I'm alone in looking after the Budster - which kinda sucks. Thanks again everyone for your support.

Buddy

Aug 19, 2016 11:13am
Buddy's had a rough 24-hours. He seems to not be feeling all that well, has gone off food and water. I managed to get him to eat a little but not much. His breathing rate doesn't seem all that high, which makes me wonder if it's something other than the heart failure, maybe nausea from the CRF. He's still getting up for a few tummy rubs here and there, but has spent much of his time hunkered down looking miserable.

Your prayers and purrs would be greatly appreciated.

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

love wins!

The pleasant summer weather means more time hanging with Pierre in the backyard. I think everyday he gets bolder, letting me pet him for longer and longer. Not long now before he loses his semi-feral status!


Pierre lets me get up close and personal so long as Oliver's near. 
Pierre rolling around in the shadow

Pierre - further proof that love wins!

My theory is that cats (like humans) are built for love, so once the fear is worked through, amazing relationship can happen. Oliver's story certainly supports my theory!
 
Sadly, Pierre, a true feral born cat is now more approachable than Rose! I get to love on Pierre a few times a week, at his invitation. Rose on the other paw, refuses any contact. So, wrangling her for any reason only supports her belief that humans are evil! 

Keep your distance pal! Love me from a distance.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Monday, August 8, 2016

precious moments

I'm enjoying every precious moment I get with this guy.

Forever my Buddy!