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My previous cat (George) had a tumour under her tongue, she was given barely a month to live by the Vet, she was only 10 years old. We fed her liquidized cat food and the prescribed morphine drops on her tongue. She was dancing round the garden chasing invisible butterflies - not because of the morphine, wasn't strong enough - but she was still thoroughly enjoying being a cat.
Once a week we'd take her to the vet for a check up and another prescription of morphine. On the last visit (about 10 weeks after inital diagnosis) she had deteriorated and had reached the point where she was no longer enjoying being a cat and so she was put down.
I was actually in the middle of a 3 week trip to Borneo when she died - she had been staying at my Mums for about 6 months prior to becoming ill. I found out about 4 days later when I came back from a jungle trek, but it provided an explanation as to why I was totally out of sorts for a day in the middle of the trek.
Strange how you 'know' something has happened ...
Her ashes are scattered, along with her brother's, in Whipsnade Tree Cathedral. RIP Georgie.