Thats what I call him when he first came to the house. He was so bulat ( from worms then bulat from all the eating) but so small in my hand, and he always came running when he heard that call name, perut gently swaying side by side. As he got bigger and fatter, the name stuck that my son asked me why I call him that because Bobby is not tiny. I said he is always tiny to me.
He had his fault. Whenever he came upon a stray plastic on the floor, he will definitely peed on it. Bags too. It forced me to not leave things on the floor at the very least.
He also like to scoot his butt on the floor after pooping when he was tiny. He stopped that habit when he was older.
He eats a lot and became tubby. He always look to me like a kitten even when he was the oldest cat in the house. So I never stop calling him tiny little Bobby.
This tubbiness then make his bone to cause issues in his senior years, which then led him having issues with his bowel movements, which led to a whole lot of issues.
Went to 2 vets, the later vets finally diagnosed the issues but it was getting too expensive. I was also frustrated by the solutions that does not seems to work with Bobby. Anyway its back and forth with vets, and I thought I finally gotten him to do better with a change of diet and regular lactulose, but it was not to be. A week before he passed, he stopped pooping (or pooped very little) and I thought I had more time to get him to the vet. He passed on the morning of 3rd of July 2021. He was 10 years old.
I was concerned seeing him vomitting and basically being very lethargic but also restless the night before. I gave him fluid by subcut and thought that I will try to call the vet next day. I woke up and he is gone.
I found him curl up next to his food, with poop around but otherwise looking the best he ever had for months. My heart it breaks. I hope he didn't suffer much, and if he did, it ends quickly for him.
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| Put his body on a pile of news paper. He looked like he is sleeping. It breaks my heart. |
I am sorry Bobby. I felt like I let him down. I was crying the past few days. I have a box full of his pack of wet food and canned food still and it breaks my heart that I didn't give him more of it. The other cats now enjoy your food Bobby.
I will always remember the time I scoop you out of the top of lorry mewing loudly. I remember how you love to run around the small yard. And you always comes whenever I call your name, without fail. Only after you got sicker that you stopped coming. But when you feel healthy, you will come.
I will miss you. You are free of pain now Bobby.
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