Last week, very unexpectedly, our little man Spark got sick. We first noticed that he was acting strange because he was allowing me to pet him for more than ten seconds at a time and he seemed to be having a bit of discomfort, but he was still running around, climbing his cat tree, so we didn't think it could be too serious. We decided to give it a couple days and see how he was feeling, we assumed that he fell off of something and maybe hurt his tail or his leg. Two days later there was blood in his cat box and he couldn't make it back upstairs.
We assumed that it was a bladder infection and I rushed him to an emergency clinic. It was a sad diagnosis. He had a severe bladder infection, with cysts and possibly stones. I was told that once a male cat has had them, the chances of them recurring are very high. The treatment is extremely costly and would've kept him away from home, scared and in a strange environment for days to weeks. It can be a lifelong issue for the cat. This was not the way that we wanted our boy to have to live.
A few phone calls and lots of tears later, we made the decision that it was best for him if we let him be at peace. They left me for a few minutes to spend some time with him, and we had some more tears and lots of snuggles and pets.
It was an incredibly difficult choice for us to make, but we know that it was the best choice for Spark, especially in the long term. We are still working to come to terms with how quickly things happened and the loss of our little guy, but knowing he is in a better place is making the transition a little bit easier every day.
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