Sadness

My old kitty Ginger Momma hasn't been doing so well. She has had a hitch in her gitalong for some time now, but, of late, she is really not getting around well at all.

She has a sore wrist, and either her back is making her rear legs weak, or her legs are just weak. She seems to hurt when she lay there, trying to get more comfortable. The other night, she kept moving around on the bed, and finally, got into the cat bed and peed. I think she just couldn't stomach having to try to make it off the bed to the box. The day before she didn't want to get up to eat her canned food, so I held the bowl for her, and she ate with gusto. The last few days I have been carrying her to the box, and for her breakfast (she can go from my bed to her dry food and water all on one level).

I would rather I brought her to the box, than have her have to go in my bed. But, it is bringing home the thought of losing her, and it just kills me. I lost Cori in Sept of last year. Watching her spirit leave was the hardest thing about euthanizing her. That bond forever gone. I cannot IMAGINE this happening with Ginger. It's too much to bear. I know I need to bring her to the vet- they can do blood work, and radio graphs. That's all well and good, but what I would prefer is that she get looked at in my home, and get some pain meds. I will see if one of the vets at the practice I use, can come out. She does not need all the stress of going to the vet.

Please pray for my kitty. Recently, on the show the "Closer" part of the shows have been about "Kitty" who's kidneys are failing and she is getting medicated and fluids when at the work office. Boy, does that make me cry.

I will call the vet today.