Eleanor was the sweetest, friendliest, and most patient cat I have ever seen. She was the only pet that I ever really clicked with. I miss her so much.
We came home last night and found vomit on the floor and her hunched in a corner, covered in her own urine and wailing. Even though she was obviously in pain, she let us pick her up and set her on the couch without complaining. We quickly saw that she was paralyzed from the waist down, crawling with her front legs and literally dragging her back half.
My mother and I rushed her to the vet, and he was quickly able to diagnose her with saddle thrombosis. Basically she had been born with one of several heart conditions, all hard to detect. Her heart had formed a clot who knows when that had just now lodged itself in the artery in her waist, cutting off blood to her back half. The damage to her legs and tail was already irreversible. We could try a few risky and expensive methods to remove the clot, but they would risk her life and there was a 100% chance that she would have another clot.
Since she was in pain and would never be able to use her back legs, we decided to have her put to sleep immediately. Right before she stopped breathing she seemed just like her old self. The vet was very nice; he almost cried when he told us the news and he gave us a group hug when Eleanor had passed.
Our other cat, Griffen, is still looking for her. My little brother is devastated and I am a wreck. I tried to keep it together for my mom last night but when I was alone I lost it. If she had been an old cat with health issues I think it would have been easier than to come home and find my two year old kitten paralyzed. I have had a lot of pets but she was the best. I still just can't believe she's gone. I will never stop missing her little kitty kisses or the way she would run up to me when I got home.
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