I lost my old boy Rascal last fall to renal failure, my sweet Beth earlier this year to heart failure, and this morning I lost my oldest girl Trixie to a stroke. I really hope this is it for a while.
She had an episode last night - just sat in the floor meowing loudly for about thirty seconds - and then was fine. She ate this morning, but then seemed to have trouble coordinating her back legs, and didn’t seem to know where she was or where she was going. After a couple of the other cats started to jump her, I put her in the bathroom, and found her unresponsive about an hour later. My vet said to bring her right in; they met me and after evaluating her, we decided to let her go. She hadn’t responded to anything, not even to being put in the crate; hadn’t responded to anything on the drive in, either. She was still breathing, but her pupils were fixed already.
I don’t know if I can take losing any more kitties this year. She was 18, and I’ve had her since she was about 6 weeks of age.