blogcutter: (Nanook)
It's always hard to lose a cherished fur-child. It's somehow even harder - at least for the humans - if the animal in question is quite young, has been behaving perfectly normally and has not exhibited any signs of illness.

On August 10, 2013, I wrote the following entry:

https://blogcutter.dreamwidth.org/2013/08/10/

Nanook did not outlive us. She died on Thursday evening.

She had been snoozing on my lap for an hour or so, then she roused and stretched a bit as if she was about to jump off me. She rolled from one side of my lap to the other and then flopped down on her side. She didn't seem to want to get up. I stroked her a bit and got some quiet purring out of her but couldn't really tell what was wrong. But something clearly was. Examining her properly was further complicated by the fact that our power was out.

We did phone the Ottawa Veterinary Hospital's emergency service and went through a few things with them. Once the purring stopped I honestly couldn't tell for sure whether there was any breathing or heartbeat and neither could Nanook's co-parent. For myself, I think I was just hearing and feeling my own pulse in my ears and fingers.

Although we didn't hold out much hope, we decided to wrap her up and transport her to the hospital, which is not far away, although farther than it used to be when it was on Boyd Avenue. I thought there was a very slight chance she had just fainted or gone into a coma. And you know, where there's doubt there's hope, even if there's no more life. And maybe the vet could at least determine a probable cause of death so we'd know what to watch for if we ever took on another cat?

She had indeed died. A post-mortem would be an option, but not on site. We would have to take her to Kemptville and then wait a couple of weeks for the results. Which possibly even then would not be conclusive. We decided against that and opted for cremation. We also had a follow-up call with the vet on Friday so we could ask any questions we might have.

My best guess would be that it must have been some sort of cardiomyopathy that went undetected during her annual physicals. Apparently that does happen without warning to apparently healthy young cats:

https://www.pethealthnetwork.com/cat-health/cat-diseases-conditions-a-z/heart-disease-most-common-cause-sudden-death-cats

It's going to feel very strange not having her "help" us make up the bed tomorrow, or help fold the clean sheets, or settle into the laundry basket of clean clothes... and so on. She was playful and affectionate and sometimes quite naughty too.

I think I may just start a petition to cancel the month of April. My mother and mother-in-law both died in April. So did another lovely cat, Tony, whom we adopted (and who grudgingly and gradually adopted us) after my mother-in-law died. He actually died on the Easter weekend in 2017 after getting a blood clot in his leg - but he was older and we had known at the outset that he had a wonky heart.

At least we've now got electricity - it went out on Wednesday during the ice storm and came back today around 1PM.
This morning we went to Chesterville to pick up Crystal the cat. He'll be staying with us for a couple of weeks while his human is in Montreal.

It can be challenging to corral a cat at the best of times, but it's even more so during a pandemic.

He escaped from his human's arms and shoulders twice before said human managed to wrangle him into the carrier, which we had ready and waiting for him just outside the door to the apartment building. At least our carrier is well designed for skittish creatures. It has a door in the top and another in one end. Leaving the escape hatch in the end firmly closed, you simply insert the struggling cat through the top entryway, keeping a firm hold until a split second before final closing and latching. And at least cats aren't required to wear masks!

Our own cat, Nanook, has always been very talkative ever since we brought her home. Crystal, on the other hand, has not uttered a sound. During the car trip home, he settled down in the carrier and watched me through wide-open green eyes.

When we got home, I let Nanook sniff at the carrier with Crystal still shut inside it. I saw a little ridge of fur stand up slightly along her spine, but mostly she just seemed curious and they didn't really interact much. There was no obvious hostility though, which I took as a good sign.

Then I took the cat-in-carrier into one of the bedrooms, equipped with a bowl of water and a litter box, where I set it down and opened the end door of the carrier. He continued to stare at me from the carrier but didn't look inclined to venture out. So I went out of the bedroom and closed the door behind me, leaving him to explore his surroundings at leisure.

When I returned to the bedroom a bit later, the carrier was empty but not too surprisingly, there was no sign of Crystal. I had a short nap in there and when I got up, he was still nowhere obvious but I eventually noticed him peering out from behind a rack of LPs. I let him sniff my hand a bit and left again. The next time I went in, he had evidently found a new hidey-hole but I expect he'll emerge at some point when he wants his supper.

Nanook has been pretty clingy with us this afternoon and I suspect she's a wee bit jealous. But overall, I think it's going to be OK. If anything, the main risk is that we'll all be a little too attached to Crystal when it's time to take him home again!
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