This morning we had to put Junior to sleep. In March shortly after we got him from Lollipop Farm humane society he was diagnosed with feline leukemia and so we knew he was not going to be with us for very long. Generally cats inflected with feline leukemia don’t get older than one year. Junior was 10 months old when he joined our family and so he grew a year and a half. Our little trooper!
Up till a few weeks ago he was doing really well. Then he developed hip problems making it hard to walk, jump, let alone run. The medication made things better for a while but last week he deteriorated very quickly becoming mostly paralyzed, unable to walk, to go to the cat litter. Eating was hard and drink Junior did no more. He held out till this morning so that returned from my trip to California Rachel and I could go together to the vet.
Junior was a very friendly, cheerful cat. Spartacus’ best friend and playmate. Even this morning on the table at the vet, paralyzed and all, he was purring. He slipped away quietly. Rachel and I like to think we gave him happiness in his always short life; Junior certainly gave us great joy.