Kate

Unfortunately, our snow days were also filled with a lot of sadness. The Friday before the snow hit, Kate was acting very strange. She was extremely lethargic and she started eating her cat litter. We knew something was up. Our vet was completely booked that day, as were all other vets we tried calling. So that evening, I took Kate to the emergency vet hospital. We waited a long time to be seen and then I had to leave her there for them to actually check her out, which was so hard to do because I knew something was really wrong with my kitty. We got a call in the middle of the night from the vet saying she was 99% sure Kate had very advanced cancer. She had never seen levels as high as she saw in Kate’s blood. We were left with some decisions to make about what to do next but ultimately decided to bring Kate home after she got some fluids, steroids and an appetite stimulant. We knew she probably didn’t have much time left and we just wanted her home. With the impending snow storm, we realized there was a good possibility we wouldn’t be able to take her to our vet but we wanted to be with her. That Monday, she passed away at home. She was 13 years old and was apparently stronger than we even realized because she hid her illness until there was no way she could hide it anymore. I’ll be honest, she wasn’t a very nice cat but we still loved her. She was our first baby and she spent many hours with me curled up in my lap while I worked from home. We all miss Baby Kate, the Duchess of Fieldgate (as DJ and I called her) very much!