Sorry to hear that WB, a big hole in your life now. My own cat was also 19 when she went with cancer and various other ailments and the best thing was for the vet to do the business. She asked if I wanted to stay but I chickened out, just couldn't do it. Unlike Jaydude my cat would not leave the house at all. If we took her out as soon as she was put down she would race back indoors. If we cheated and closed the doors she went and hid under a bush and trembled. We gave in and let her just hang around the house for 19 years. Because she was walking on carpets, her claws were needle sharp and needed trimming often. As I said, a big hole when she went.
19 years old and looked after by someone who loved him. What a good life he must have had.
Remember, you made that happen. You should feel proud of yourself- there were some terrible times waiting for Jaydude if you hadn't been there for him.
I think quite a lot die at 10- 12 years old, this is probably the equivalent of 50- 60 in humans, how many friends and family die in that period ?
We had a run of deaths at that age, now thank God, we've been lucky, all our herd of 7 are 12- 14, and looking very healthy......... heartbreaking to lose a good friend, the only way to get over it is to get a new one.
Cheers chaps. Heartening to hear of your experiences. TBH this was a vet at home job. I couldn't stand by and watch him suffer like his mum (she passed before the vet arrived), but the missus and I have a nagging doubt that we were a bit early. I think we have done the right thing by him.
Phucker will have catty heaven squared away sharp order.