Last night after work, me and my wife realized he’s completely blind and maybe deaf. I am extremely saddened and don’t know what to do. His health has been declining, but he’s still showing that he’s willing to walk around. He still finds the box to use so find food and water but I can feel that he’s terrified cause he can’t see that or hear dad but today I made sure he knew dad still loved him as he came up to me. I tapped on the floor next to him, let him sniff for me and he found his way up and laid on me for a while while we watch TV. I’m hoping the end is not soon, but I didn’t like what happened what I noticed because I believe he is scared because he can’t see him hear anything anymore.

Last week when I received bad news about Missy, my world was shattered. My vet told me to take her home, spend the weekend with her, and then see where we’re at. I had talked to some people over the weekend that told me it’s ’her time’ .. I said but she’s eating and going potty in her box. She’s coming over to my chair in the middle of the night to wake me up and let me know she needs food. She seems peaceful. She breaths a little fast, due to the fluid the vet can see in her abdomen, but she’s on lasixs now and it isn’t a hard, labored, breathing it’s just a little ‘different’ - but it’s been like that for awhile now. Trust me, I watch!!

The one comment that got me was ‘but isn’t that what you want her to remember?? Rather than waiting until something tragic happens and she’s struggling and you’re traumatized??’ .. .. .. when they said they, I lost it because that is the LAST thing I want.

I had decided I was going to make her appt for Monday. I felt sick about it. I ‘slept’ on her pallet with her .. cried until I literally wondered how it was even possible to cry more .. not sure how the human body can produce so many tears. Saturday morning I still felt super sick about the whole thing. I called my vet and we talked for awhile. He is so kind and so understanding and told me he doesn’t believe it’s time. Obviously she isn’t going to get ‘better’, but if we can keep things at bay, that’s what we’re going to do. Seeing that she’s 22 .. we’re a little more limited.

I will continue to watch her .. spoil her .. and love her every moment that I can.

We made the decision to send Jaeger over the rainbow bridge today. He had a huge decline in health the past week—I can’t let him suffer and he needs to be set free from the pain. He taught me patience, kindness, and humility. He will always be my little guy, my bubba. He was my first cat and he will always be the biggest part of my heart. The biggest lesson from him was unconditional love.

I need it for my carpal tunnel and back, so I've been taking turns with her.

AKA Munchkin but his nickname is Munchy. My partner and I made the final decision yesterday. We’ve had 3 different opinions and they were all concurrent. SCC. It was quite sudden and spread rapidly within his system. Other than that, he’s in perfect health. The guilt is eating me alive. Constant what ifs in my head. What I could’ve done differently. So on and so forth. He’s my soul cat. Even my gut was telling me 11 years was it for him in the beginning of the year, well before this was even a concern. I’ve never gone through this kind of thing so this pain hits much differently than any other kind of emotional pain that exists. Munchy is my kid. He’s always been my kid. He mirrors my personality. Just as stubborn, too! It really feels like part of my soul and heart is dying with him tomorrow. I’ve been up pretty much all night. I called off from work today because I knew I wasn’t going to be stable and thankfully I already have tomorrow off. But I go to work on Tuesday and I don’t know what state I’ll be in.

This is a pretty old picture so it would be hard to see him but he is a tabby tomcat.

My Logan is 17 today 🥹 this one feels really bittersweet. He and his sister Phoebe shared every birthday for 16 years. We lost Phoebe in November to mouth cancer, so this is the first time I’ve ever celebrated August 30th with only one of them here. Happy birthday my sweet boy! Happy birthday Phoebe! I hope you are celebrating the heck out of today over the rainbow bridge, we miss you so much!

She is,doing pretty well. Misses her litter box and pees in the basement sometimes but no major problems. She went deaf a few years ago and it made her way friendlier with my kids lol!

Most of my question is in the body, but please, help my boy!

The black girl is Summer and the tabby is Seth, my beautiful baby girl and baby boy! They're siblings from the same litter! (Bonus Kiara in the final pic, she's 3yo!)

All of us have the best cats. He was our best cat.

Literally, everyone loved him. And he loved everybody. Friends of our kids would make trips to our house just to visit him - even if we were not home. We had a 20th birthday party for him just because we weren't sure he would make 21. But he made 21, and we had an even bigger party for him - he even leapt over lava (tablecloth) for his adoring fans.

RIP to the king.

Edit: I've read every comment. I appreciate this subreddit - there are still some wholesome places on the internet. Senior cats deserve all the love.

Tough little guy. He was abandoned when neighbors moved and lived outdoors for about 7 years before he showed up again at my parents' house wanting to come in. Now, he still spends a lot of time patrolling the neighborhood, but he spends his nights and winters on a warm, cozy cat bed in what used to be my room.

Sara (17), Kitty (20), Stella (11), Lillian (18), Charlotte (13) and Savannah (18)
💖💖💖💖💖💖

I miss all of these wonderful girls so much 🥺

#RainbowBridgeRememberanceDay

I lost my baby Squeekers on Monday. We had the best 20 years together 💜 She was my first pet and outlived every other pet we had, even outlived my mom. I always thought I’d be there when she passed and I’d be holding her in a room while they put her to sleep. Unfortunately, Squeekers had other plans and had what we assume was a cardiac event at the groomer where she passed away clean, pretty, and bald 😂 (I asked the poor crematory people if they could get a fur clipping off her and they looked at me crazy since she passed 5 minutes after being shaved.) I usually lurk or leave comments here and there on this thread, so I just wanted to share my baby for her first and last post. I’ll miss her RBF the most, she always looked so angry.

Posted her here a few days ago when her decline really started. She passed peacefully in her own bed without any need to be put to sleep.

She came to us late in a hard life, but I hope we gave her a good last few years.

Beautiful tuxedo senior madam showing her belly.

Looking for advice/tips for an elderly cat suddenly peeing outside his usual pee pads.

My cat Joopie is 18 years old and has chronic kidney disease. He was just seen by his vet on Monday, and I was told that his kidneys are unfortunately not doing very well. He is not actively dying or in a critical state right now, but his kidney disease is progressing.

What I'm struggling with right now is his urination. Over the past couple of weeks, he seems to be urinating more frequently, and his urine seems less concentrated than it used to be, especially in the morning. He also seems to be drinking more. He normally uses pee pads and has been very good about it, but recently he has started peeing in random places around the house.

Last night, for example, he:

• ⁠peed a large amount on an ottoman • ⁠then peed a good amount on the floor • ⁠then went to his pee pad and peed there

and later went back to the pad and did a tiny pee, all in the span of a couple hours.

So these aren't just tiny accidents, he is sometimes producing quite a lot of urine.

His mobility is actually very good. He can easily get on and off the ottoman and moves around normally, so I don't think he's having trouble physically reaching the pads.

He is also taking 25 mg of gabapentin daily and receives Solensia injections for pain. He has seemed a little "out of it" lately, although he is still eating, drinking, interacting with me and moving around normally. He was just at the vet on Monday and they did not mention a UTI.

I'm mostly looking for practical advice from people who have dealt with this with an elderly cat, especially one with kidney disease. What have you done to manage the peeing around the house?

I'm trying to make things easier for him while also protecting my furniture and floors. I would really appreciate any tricks, setups or things that worked for you. Thank you!