We just lost our faithful Abby. She had been showing signs of age for the past month or so. Ab was the last of our Virginia animals that we brought from home. She was over 13 years old, one of our oldest kitties ever.
She started acting strange once my brother and his family left after Thanksgiving; but then she came back to normal. I've been feeding her special canned food (which I never do), and that's what is on her cute nose. This past week, she has been confused and wandering and acting as if she was blind. When we took her to the vets today (after two days of not eating), they checked for diabetes. No. So then the doctor diagnosed that she had a brain tumor. Poor boo.
I'm happy the teenager was home for the weekend to say goodbye. She will be missed.