This popped up on my Facebook feed the other day, and boy did it hit home:
There have been four occasions when I was sure Sophie was about to shuffle off to Kitty Heaven:
- November 2020 - Just a couple of days after dental surgery, she became so lethargic that she could barely stay awake or raise her head up. It reminded me of watching my previous cat Wilma fade out at the end and I was convinced Sophie was on her way out as well. Fortunately, it turned out she was fine. She hadn't been metabolizing her post-surgery meds and as described by the vet, was "high as a kite". It was actually funny, once I realized she was okay. The vet told me that when they shined a light into her eyes, her wide open pupils didn't respond at all, prompting his assistant to ask, "Is she high?" The answer was yes. They gave her some fluids and she was back to normal by the time we got home.
- Christmas 2021 - Sophie's first visit to the 24/7 emergency veterinary hospital in West L.A. as described here. Was better by the time we got home.
- April 2022 - Trip to the emergency vet with the same symptoms as
Christmas, except it took her about five days to really bounce back. I
was pretty much resigned to her dying at this point because I couldn't
imagine that she could recover after barely eating for almost a week.
I'm still boggled (and greatly relieved) she got through that.
- July 2022 - Trip to the emergency vet with the same symptoms as Christmas, bounced back quickly after vet visit.
And (knock on wood) she's been doing great ever since. I know her kidneys are crap at this point, but as long as she's acting like herself and not in distress or pain, I'll just enjoy her company.