So my little buddy, Merlin isn't feeling so well. Yesterday and the day before he was yelping when would stand up or if I touched him on his chest. I think he ran into something either playing or jumping around. Here's kind of a goofball like that. He was also acting mopey and sad. Here's eating fine, and wants his treats and snacks. I didn't get home from work until almost seven, and was worried because I barely touched him on his chest and he helped again. He also took a bit of a stumble walking and yelped again, but not too loud. So I decided to take him to the vet, an emergency one since that's the only one open. On the way there I was trying to see if I could figure out exactly where he was hurting. It's right at the top of his chest where the chest meets the neck. He yelped a bit but didn't really do anything else. On the ride to the very he was acting normal. And when I read getting him checked in, and explaining what was going on, I touched him where he yelped before. He didn't react, and even prodding in the spot and around it he didn't react. He was pretty much acting normal. I hope he's fine. A couple years ago he was acting the save way about one of his front legs. Took him to the vet, and he was fine. Get got some pain meds and anti-inflammatory meds and was fine afterwards. I have worrying about him
My cat Wembley was acting lethargic, weak in the legs, and in pain I couldn't trace down on his body. Then he up and died. Vet said it was a heart attack. Get him scanned. See what's going on inside.
This. Roughly four years ago I rescued a kitten that some asshole had dumped in a remote industrial area. Took her to the vet a few days later and they said she was perfectly healthy. Literally almost a year to the fucking day that I rescued her, she was playing with me and promptly fell over dead. I talked to two different vets about it and neither of them had ever heard of such a thing happening and the only guess that they could make is that she had some kind of weird genetic condition that was a "button" and when she hit a certain age, it just got hit and it killed her. If I could have afforded it, they would have done a necropsy on her to see what killed her. Maybe if they had done an x-ray or something when I first brought her into the vet they could have found what was wrong with her and could have prevented it, or at least told me what to expect. Instead, one minute I'm happily playing with a cat batting at my fingers, and the next moment, I'm staring at a dead body on the floor. The worst part of all that was my other cat. The two of them were clearly boyfriend and girlfriend. There was no way for me to tell him that she was gone, so I had to spend the next month listening to him calling for her, or curling up in her favorite spots, waiting for her to come back, and me knowing that she would never return.
He got checked in, after waiting for about an and a half they were able to tell me his vitals were good. But there were 7 other pets and it waiting in front of me and it would be several hours. But from what I told them and what they could tell, the doctor agreed that he probably ran into something. So I took him home. When I got home, he was practically jumping out of the car. I couldn't figure why he was so excited, so I put on his leash and he ran, he ran to see the neighbor dog. The neighbor dog is a little Papillon, aside from when he yanked on the leash and gave a tiny little yelp, he was acting completely normal/ I was talking to my neighbor, and she sho thought my dog might have been over acting, her dog will do that to get attention. So hopefully he's fine, just a little sore from being a clutz.
I feel your pain! Quite a few years back we had one of our young cats who had been perfectly healthy die of a sudden heart attack.
The dachshund we used to have would sometimes injure himself in the same way. He'd favor one of his legs or be sore someplace else on his body for a day or so but then he'd be fine. He was 16 when he finally passed.
Dogs are good at forgetting pain if they get excited. My Westie was limping and whining and the vet said he'd dislocated a toe. Gave him some metacam and that afternoon he was racing around the garden because he saw a cat.
I too have had a cat suddenly die on me. She had just come to live with me nine days before after staying at my parents' house for a number of years. I had noticed she was acting strangely – using her claws to pull herself up on the bed rather than jumping, and spending a lot of time just sitting in her covered litter box without doing anything – but I wanted to give her more time to adjust before getting her checked out.
Mine wasn't anything like that. She was absolutely normal and the only indication I had that anything was wrong was when she stopped batting at my fingers and fell over. She got back up, kind of shook her head like you do when you're trying to wake up, then her mouth weirdly rippled as she meowed, and then she fell over for the last time. It took me a moment to realize what had happened, but I noticed that she wasn't breathing, and quickly realized that she was dead.
