Three days ago my 3 year old furbaby named Misto Kitty passed away.
I feel like there is a hole in my chest and I can't believe he's really gone. He was a healthy, energetic, happy cat. It was so sudden.
My husband and I were traveling to my parent's home for the holidays and since we were going to be gone for 2 weeks, we brought our two babies with us. Since the trip is 6 hours long, we gave them both sedatives prescribed to them by the vet. We gave them the pills about 30 min before leaving and tucked them into the carriers.
They've made this trip at least 3 times already on the same medication. They've always been completely fine.
However, this time... about 5 hours into the drive I asked my husband to check on Misto because I hadn't heard meowing in awhile (Misto didn't handle car rides very well). My husband was unable to wake him. He had died right there in the carrier.
The horror of trying to shake his little body awake will haunt me forever. He looked so peaceful, laying in his preferred sleeping position... at least I know he went peacefully.
I am devastated. I loved him so much. He was my buddy. I didn't think it was possible to hurt this bad.
I don't know what happened. I looked up the dose suggestions to be sure, and he was well under the dose recommendation for his body weight... he even shared a pill with the other cat who is completely fine. Misto gets an extra quarter pill because he is a bit bigger and, in the past, didn't seem as affected by the sedatives as the other cat. The pills did expire in 2009, but from what I can tell, that would only make them less potent.
I keep blaming myself. I feel like it is my fault he is dead. Even though I know I gave him the right dose, he died because of those pills... I just know it.
I did some research and could it be possible he had an underlying health condition and the pills and the ride just proved too much? I just don't know... and I suppose I never will. They had been to the vet for all of their shots and had been looked over... but maybe they missed something?
I can't imagine a life without the little guy. I keep expecting to see him trotting down the hall towards me with his tail swishing... I don't know what i'll do without him.
Thank you for listening... if anyone has experienced anything like this, please share. I'm desperate for more information.
I'll miss you Misto... you made every day so much brighter.
Taken two weeks before he died...
He always kept me company when I was working from home...
He was my big baby... he probably wasn't too happy with me at this moment.
My favorite picture of him...