Thanks for your thoughts - still feel terrible about poor old Slug. Did not want to make that decision, regret it now. He was in bad shape, but I'm not convinced why. Going to check for any cat food recalls. Yes he was about 12 or so and terrible teeth, but this seemed to happen in just a few weeks.
Reading some of the Cornell book about cats, I can see some of the signs that started about a month before. And because he was not crying, I thought he was not in pain. The book says cats can exhibit signs of pain by hiding away in places and avoiding others. He had been sleeping in my mother's closet on a soft plastic container for an electric blanket. Had to get him out of there, as my mother complained. He didn't like being in my closet on a similar bag.
What has the vet say about Luca? Why is he crying? At least he is eating and drinking - Slug stopped which led to dehydration etc. He could not smell or taste properly. And the excessive drinking/urinating before was a sign of kidney trouble. He probably had that disease Snip (and likely Xeno) had - Feline Immunological Disease.
Mark Twain has a story called Tom Quartz, a cat owned by Dick Baker, a pocket-miner of Dead-Horse Gulch. Twain writes:
Whenever he was out of luck and a little down-hearted, he would fall to mourning over the loss of a wonderful cat he used to own (for where women or children are not, men of kindly impulses take up with pets, for they must love something).
Well, I guess that describes me - the cats were a source of joy, returned affection without question.
I keep thinking about Rosie and her cat - didn't want to think about it happening to our own pets, but it is natural. And also Emmy with Gizzy - I hope both are okay lately. That book helped.
So, this will concentrate my mind on my mother's health; have to get her to the 100th birthday. Shopping today and some more snow - a kick in the knee before start of Spring.
And we have a new Pope - very interesting...Italian descent from Argentina and cares for the poor - Jesuit - some Protestants are not fond of the history, understandably.
Take care everyone...
Cats sleep because they know there's nothing better to do.