Two weeks ago we had to say goodbye to our sweet Bubba kitty. We originally named him Duke as a kitten, but ended up calling him Bubba 100% of the time. He was the sweetest, most loving kitty in the world.
He’d snuggle all over my face any time I would let him. He was very loving and needy and would cry for attention when he didn’t get it.
He was a great companion for our black kitty Lulu, who is not a very sweet and loving cat. But they were best of friends and I always came home to find them cuddling on the couch or the chair.
Except for two weeks ago yesterday, when I came home to find Bubba crying under the table. He was dragging his hind legs, appearing to be paralyzed from the waist down. I quickly threw him in our carrier and rushed him to the vet ER. They diagnosed him with Saddle Thrombus. It’s very painful and there’s not a lot that can be done. Even if aggressive treatment worked and restored his ability to use his hind legs the chance of it happening again is really high.
On this particular day my husband had come home for lunch and said he was fine then, so I knew it had only been a couple hours at the most that he had suffered under the table like that. To think it could happen again, possibly right after we’ve left the house and he had to sit there paralyzed and in pain all day long. It would make me sick to do that to him. We chose to humanely put him down that night. It was so sudden and unexpected. I am still processing it all, but I know we made the right decision. We gave him a good life and I didn’t want to make him suffer any longer than he already had.
I will always remember him as a sweet cat who loved our family