Over the past couple weeks, we have contemplated taking Leroy to the vet a couple times, but he usually bounced back. Someone also started urinating around the house. We always suspect Cheeseburger of the pee pee mischief, but since Leroy was acting funny, I took them both to the doctor.
The doctor's diagnosis was a bladder infection for Cheeseburger (keeping his title Pee Pee Kitty) and a heart murmur for Leroy. We took the heart murmur news pretty well. It could be a life-threatening heart condition or it could be nothing. Come back in 6 months and we will reevaluate since he was showing no signs of trouble.
He was still acting sluggish and sad and we were all concerned. After work on Wednesday, he was struggling to breathe and I rushed him to the emergency vet which is conveniently right around the corner. Leroy was put on oxygen and a heating pad and chest x rays were taken. We left him at the hospital for oxygen, some medicine to get rid of fluid in his lungs and an appointment with a pet cardiologist on Thursday.
Around 11:15pm they called and he was not responding to anything and was in more distress. We made the decision to put him down before seeing the cardiologist because he wasn't responding at all to the treatment. Nick went to be with him for his final moments. Bailey was informed of every step in the process and we didn't keep anything from her. She was a big part of every decision and was very grown up. Bailey thought it was important to wake up Avery at midnight to tell her the news. I did not agree.
Leroy was a really awesome cat. He was even-tempered, gentle, friendly and curious. He loved to escape the house and eat grass so he could come back in the house and barf it up again. He destroyed our mattresses, recliner and couch with his love of scratching. He didn't "meow". It was more of a "mrow".
We are really going to miss him. He was our favorite cat. (Sorry Cheeseburger, but you are a jerk sometimes).