Our Dodger went to kitty heaven today. He was 13 years old. He’d lost weight over the past year and just 9 weeks ago had his annual physical. His blood tests came back normal and we were asked to supplement his diet with canned food to see if we could get some weight back on him. He loved the food, but kept losing weight and was getting weaker. I took him into the vet this morning and she palpated a very large mass near his liver. Apparently he had an agressive cancer and a much smaller tumor that was not palpable at his physical just ballooned.
When we first got him, my daughter was just over one year old. Dodger was safe anywhere in the house except for in her playpen. She used to pick him up by his tail when he was a kitten. But he loved her dearly and kept going back into her playpen to get “tortured”. It was his choice. The photo below is from a healthier time.
We loved you Dodger and know that you are now in a better place.