Sad day the last couple days. DD called me about 9 am on Wednesday to let me know that one of her two cats had been hospitalized and that the prognosis was not good. He had been lethargic, wasn't eating a lot and had started vomiting.
Anyway, long story short, we ended up going to visit her (only 1 1/2 hours away) to support her and see him (the cat) and say our goodbyes. He has spent a lot of time at our house over the 9 years she has had him after picking him up as a 2 month old stray on the streets of Albany, NY. He is my favorite cat of the 5 cats we have had in the family over the years... a really sweet cat and pretty.
He was jaundiced, dehydrated and his bile ducts were not draining properly and they tried treating him with antibiotics, steroids and an IV. Unfortunately, his conditioned worsened overnight and the vet recommended that he be put down and DD reluctantly agreed that he shouldn't suffer any longer.
She came to our house and she and DW buried him under a large pot of flowers in one of our gardens. We are sad that this sweet cat is gone and went so fast (he seemed fine just a few days ago) but are relieved that the poor thing isn't suffering and we got nine years of joy from him.
We have lost two other cats, but they just went out as they normally go in and out all the time but never came home, so we never had to make a decision like this.
RIP Jameson.