Five years I saw a post on craigslist that was entitled Help, and it was about a 12 year old cat who was going to be euthanized unless a home could be found for her. Her person had died leaving behind 4 cats and 2 dogs for days before she was discovered. All the other cats and dogs found homes but for some reason Allie had not. She had been briefly adopted by an elderly lady but Allie was vomiting frequently and she was returned. As soon as I saw her picture with her cute little face and her sad story I was in. I drove to the outer reaches of Scarborough to get her.
Allie was a bit shy at first but quickly settled in to our lives, sleeping in the bed with us every night. She has put up with all the kittens and new arrivals. A year or so ago she developed kidney disease but with fluids and medications she stabilized. Tiny little Allie ate well and meowed for the tap to be turned on, she was always sweet and a joy to be with.
Today was not the day I thought I would have to lose her, she's been doing so well but last week she started using the litter box frequently. I thought it was a urinary tract infection so I took her to the vet Friday and she received antibiotics. Over the weekend her symptoms didn't improve and she wasn't eating much so Steve took her back this afternoon. Our vet did an x-ray and saw a blockage. Blockages can be life threatening; Steve rushed her to another clinic for an ultrasound and there it was, a massive tumour in her bladder blocking her urethra. Nothing to be done, the tumour was too big to be operable. At this point she had stopped urinating, she was in pain and her bladder in danger of bursting. I got to the vet as fast as I possibly could so that I could say goodbye to my beautiful baby girl. I held her in my arms and tried to surround her with as much light and love as I could as she left this world. Even though the house is full of other cats it seems empty. How fortunate we were to have five years with her.