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red-eyed and blue on the dark side of the moon


Anne and I took Felix to his vet on Monday for a blood panel. We hoped the results would let us know what our next step was.

Of course, the blood work came back yesterday that his red cell count is extremely low (17 or 19 or something like that) and his kidney values are very high. But his vet said that he's not suffering unless he's vomiting or some other stuff that I'll spare you all. She told us that our options were to put Felix to sleep, or give him Epogen injections three times a week, sub-q fluids twice a day, liquid vitamins and an aluminum hydroxyde suspension each morning, and hope that all that helps him feel better.

It sounds like an awful lot, doesn't it? Anne and I talked about it, and tried to figure out what was best. We are absolutely dedicated to doing what is best for Felix, and we're not going to prolong his life simply because we don't want to say goodbye . . . but if we can help him feel better, and have good quality of life then we want to do whatever we can afford to do. We asked his vet how she thought he'd respond to all this stuff, and she told us that she didn't know. Apparently, it varies an awful lot from kitty to kitty. She told us what I've heard from hundreds of WWdN readers: "Your cat will let you know if he's ready to go, or if he wants to stick around and try to feel better."

The thing is, I've really felt like Felix has been telling us that he doesn't feel well, and he's really over it. He doesn't want to be cuddled or scratched, or loved, and when I come near him he complains at me and slowly walks away.

Our choice should be pretty clear, right?

I wish it was.

We spent most of yesterday agonizing about it, and we eventually decided to let Felix tell us what we should do. The only question was . . . how?

About two weeks ago, Sketch had a couple of days where he seemed to really go downhill. His breathing was up to almost 50, and he had that freaked out look in his eyes that he had the weekend that we found out he had CHF. I made several frantic phone calls to his vet and his kitty cardiologist, and they advised me to give him extra medication to clear his lungs. After several hours, he was down to the low 40s, but was clearly still struggling. I worried that the medicine just wasn't enough, and I hated seeing him in so much discomfort, so I sat down next to him on the floor in my bedroom and said, "I know that you're feeling pretty lousy right now, and if you're tired of medications and trips to the vet and feeling this way, I understand. I love you, and you've brought a lot to my life, but if you're really suffering, I don't want to force you to stay alive. But if you want to fight, we can help you feel better, and your doctors have told me what to do." I scratched his little head and told him that he could let me know what he wanted me to do.

Okay, I realize how insane this sounds. Normally, I'm a pretty cold and rational person, and I would scoff at the idea of talking to my cat like he's a person. I know, I know. It's lame, right? But I don't think it's much different than praying, or asking the universe for help, or keeping someone in your thoughts, or anything like that. It's just . . . it's just putting a little bit of hope (or faith, or whatever) into Something Else. I'd never let it take the place of things like medication, trips to the doctor, or good solid science . . . but we humans have all these constructs in our minds, and sometimes we do some pretty silly things to stay comfortable. At times like this, I don't care if I'm anthropomorphizing my pets. If I can assign some human qualities to their body language or behavior and feel a little closer to them, so be it.

I finished talking to Sketch, kissed the top of his head, and left him alone. I hoped the medicines would work, and I hoped that he'd "tell" me that he was feeling better. I walked out to the kitchen, called his vet, and had The Talk with her. She told me what my options were, and when I hung up the phone I just sat in there and stared at a blank AbiWord document for what seemed like hours.

It was actually closer to thirty minutes or so when I walked out into my living room, and saw Sketch. He was sitting up, eyes bright, in the middle of the floor.

"How you feeling, fatty?" I said.

He meowed at me. It was bright and clear. No gurgling. I crouched down, and he walked over to me, purring loudly. He rubbed his face against my hands, and walked little circles around me for a minute or so. Finally, he lay down on his side next to me and closed his eyes. He continued to purr.

I pet him for a bit, and he fell asleep. I counted his breaths: he was in the low 30s and he seemed to be doing fine. Clearly, the medication was working. Why it chose that particular moment to work rather than hours earlier when the vet said it should have is beyond me, and I'm sure it's just a coincidence that I'd just had "The Talk" with my cat . . . and now I'm starting to realize how stupid I sound so I'll just stop this right now. The bottom line is: whether it's a coincidence or not, I asked Sketch to let me know what he wanted me to do, and I felt like he was telling me that he had some fight left in him. He continues to improve, and he's been sleeping on my chest or on his back between me and Anne every night since then.

In fact, when I got home from What's My Line tonight, Sketch hopped off my bed, walked with me into my office, and is currently on his back at my feet. I can hear him purring over the soft hum of my CPU's fan.

Again, I'm really struggling with the . . . uh . . . metaphysical(?) aspect of this whole thing, but to get back to my point:

I walked out onto my patio this afternoon, and found Felix sleeping in this blanket I got from Think Geek that we call "The Geek Blanket." It's all fleecy and soft and snuggly, and all my animals love to sleep in it. (We put it on the patio near the spot Felix's been spending most of his time, and stuck one of his catnip mice in it, because we thought it would help him feel more comfortable.) I was on the phone with my manager, telling him how Felix was doing.

"So we're going to see what Felix wants us to do," I said. "I know it sounds stupid, but I'm going to talk with him, and take the advice of our vet: Felix will tell us what he wants us to do."

While I was talking about him, Felix looked up at me, walked over to where I was on the patio, and did the same thing Sketch did: the walk, the meowing, the nuzzling, the whole thing. I hung up the phone, and had "The Talk" with him. Yes, I know how stupid this sounds, and believe me it sounds insane to me to write it down . . . but it's what I did. While I talked to him, he was more affectionate and vocal than he'd been in days.

I hung up the phone and called the vet. I told her that we'd try the vitamins and shots. When I hung up with her, Anne called.

"I thought about it, and I want to at least try to help Felix for a week. If he's not feeling better, and if he's got no quality of life, we'll say goodbye to him and put him to sleep . . . but I couldn't live with myself if we just gave up on him."

I told her about him walking around me, just like Sketch. I told her how stupid it feels to talk about this like I had some kind of mystical conversation with my cats, but the bottom line is that we both really know what's going on, and we know the odds are against us. But Felix's vet says that he's not in pain, and there's a chance that he may respond positively to this treatment. It's not too expensive, and we'll see what happens in the next three to five days.

I'm exhausted, and I don't know if this makes much sense. I started writing it before I left for ACME tonight, and I just don't have the energy to edit or rewrite it. But people are e-mailing about Felix and Sketch, and I figure that if I'm going to share my concerns, at least I should share their progress.

Thanks for your comments and e-mails, and for keeping us in your thoughts.

Comments

hey Wil,
Glad to hear that Sketch is doing better... and I agree with Anne's decision regarding giving Felix another week to see if his quality of life improves. Still sending mucho mojo, positive karmic energy and white light to the kitties and their humans.
Take care,
Terry

p.s. Happy St. Patrick's Day to you, Anne, Ryan, Nolan and all of the non-humans at the Wheaton household!

T :-)

Wil, matters of faith or metaphysical stuff often don't make logical sense...don't worry about explaining yourself. I wish you and Anne the very best with Sketch's treatment.

Wil, the cats both respond to the concern and intonation of your voice and they observe body language instinctively as we all wish we could do. Bottom line, they WILL tell you how they feel and what they want to do, you just have to allow them to be abstract about it. Cats are not humans, but they certainly bring out the best in us :)

So here I am, at stupid o'clock in the morning reading about your cat bawling my eyes out. I feel for you I guess. I remember when my cat, Bullwinkle, decided that it was time to go, and died in my lap. One minute he was there, then... Just gone. I miss him so very much even though he peed on everything. I suppose that was part of his charm, the smell of his fur, the feel of his purr in my chest, and so on. I'm so sorry that you are in the position of having to make such a dreadful choice. I wish you all the best in this dark and worrysome time.

I know Felix and Sketch aren't human members of your family, but they are still your family and they can tell you things. All cats do after a while, it's how they rule the roost :D

My Paddy can say hello (he's heard us say it to him so often the "mow-ow"s at us when we meet), tell us he's hungry, tell us the kitchen door's open and can we come and close it please and tell us when he wants a cuddle. He can tell my Dad that he knows he needs to take this horrible tablet and can he get on with it please and I'm sure when his time eventually comes he'll let us know that he's had enough of the tablets, injections, blood sampling and endless trips to the vet and he'd just like to go to sleep please. Right now he's letting us know he's a happy cat with a warm bed and those vets trips mean more food, so that's ok with him.

Felix will let you know Wil, just the same as Sketch. Thinking of all of you right now and sending Felix all the mojo in the world.

I know Felix and Sketch aren't human members of your family, but they are still your family and they can tell you things. All cats do after a while, it's how they rule the roost :D

My Paddy can say hello (he's heard us say it to him so often the "mow-ow"s at us when we meet), tell us he's hungry, tell us the kitchen door's open and can we come and close it please and tell us when he wants a cuddle. He can tell my Dad that he knows he needs to take this horrible tablet and can he get on with it please and I'm sure when his time eventually comes he'll let us know that he's had enough of the tablets, injections, blood sampling and endless trips to the vet and he'd just like to go to sleep please. Right now he's letting us know he's a happy cat with a warm bed and those vets trips mean more food, so that's ok with him.

Felix will let you know Wil, just the same as Sketch. Thinking of all of you right now and sending Felix all the mojo in the world.

Wil,

I am still keeping your family in my thoughts and prayers. Its so hard to know what is best for our four-legged family members. Just do the best you can and do what's in your heart. Currently my mom is sick and in the hospital, so my talks with the Great Unknown are frequent. I hope everything works out for the best. Hang in there...

Sandra

Wil-

The kitty's understand us much more than we understand them. It isn't as crazy as you think. Plus, those of the feline persuasion have a built in gene for listening.

Ask the kitty's what's up. They'll tell you. Just make no bones in what you say, and make it clear. Sometimes it's as simple as explaining the situation to them and then asking "So do you want ____?" ...waiting for response of some sort... then, "or do you want ____?" If it's important, I've never had a meower fail me in answering somehow, some way.

I'll keep Felix in the purr-box of my mind. He wants to fight, he'll get better.

-Eric

Oh, Wil, you are not lame or stupid. There are different kinds of pet people, the ones who have animals (who are hardly ever allowed in the house) and the ones who have furry family members. We have four "fuzzy children" (otherwise known as cats) with distinct personalities, traits, and ways of interacting with us and each other. We have had all 4 of them for many years (ages 4,10,11, and 15) and before them there were others that we had to say goodbye to, including a couple of dogs when our kids were still at home. So the whole Hooper clan (Jamie, Mary, Coolit, Nikon, Zebra and Pooka) are sending the Wheaton clan LOTS of Kitty Mojo.This stuff really works!
ps Have you ever had a conversation with your cat? Sometimes, we just give in and meow back when they talk to us. We seem to have great communication - if only we knew what we were saying!

Wil,

If there is one thing that I am sure of, it's that our household companions (of the non-human sort) can understand us.. at least our feelings. There is nothing lame about them telling you what they want, or you talking to them. Just like any other loved one, they tell us what they want and need with their body language. Whatever happens, if you act out of love, you will do what is right, for him and you.

As an aside, the one nice thing about kidney failure/disease is that you can be pretty sick and not really be in pain.. just a bit uncomfortable. I've been living with it for years now, and my biggest complaint isn't pain, it's feeling tired, and swollen and just ::blah::

As always, I will keep Sketch, Felix, and the rest of the Wheaton household in my prayers.

May you have a blessed St Patrick's Day..

Ocean McIntyre Ni an t'Saoir
-- Gho caed mile failte! --

Wil, you're not insane, or stupid, or whatever you think you might sound like, at all. Pets become part of the family, I think people who don't feel the way you feel right now are the strange ones. I always talk to my cat, and I'm convinced he understands and answers in his own way.

I'll keep you and your family, the human and the non-human members, in my thoughts.

Wil... you don't have to feel weird about the way you talk to your animals. I do think that if we are willing to be open to it, we can connect to animals... why should that not be possible? We may not be able to explain how it works, but didnt we used to be closer to nature, before the whole thing calling itself civilisation screwed things up? You do have a special connection to the universe, you have proven that often enough. Animals do. Children do. Only adults begin to lose it if they don't watch it. I used to talk to my budgie, and I was always sure he understood what I said, even íf not verbally. I had a sense of what was going on in him, too. After so many years together, you just connect. Once I went on a long trip (2 months) without telling him or saying goodbye properly, and boy, when I came back, he was pissed off. He wouldn't look at me for a week. But then, before I went to the US for a year, I told him I had to be away for a long time, but I would be back, and I would miss him. And when I came back, he was not pissed off, or alienated, he was really happy to see me. Immediately. Animals arent stupid. They are closer to us than we think, even though we are not able to stick a label to it. Just let it happen!

Apart from that smartassing... lots of healing mojo to both your kitties. I'll keep them in my thoughts and send good vibes their way.These stories are really touching!

Wil, I've been reading along @ the livejournal feed, and just wanted to say: Don't feel stupid for talking to your pets!

Language is more than the sounds coming from our mouths; it involves body language and other intangibles we take for granted. Animals don't take those things for granted, and respond to them. Think of evey time you've felt down and they all pile on you, snuggling close, purring and licking. Different species? Yes, but same tribe as far as heart is concerned. We all feel, we all think, and we all want to understand. Felix, and before him, Sketch, just want you to understand that they "hear" you, and will respond accordingly. Meaning, they can't say, "Dude! Help me out, will ya?", but they can make sure you see the hope and love in their eyes.

No wonder we love our pets - they communicate just like babies!

Continued *hugs* and *mojo* for your entire family, 4-leggers included, natch! ;-)

-Michele

I don't think it's stupid at all. You do what you have to do to take care of your family, even if it doesn't make sense sometimes. Your kitties will have happy lives and comfortable ends, which is the best thing you could ever do for them, IMO. How you get there doesn't matter. Best wishes in hard times. --j.

I posted here a while back about having to think about putting my Haylee dog to sleep... I wont go on and on and on about it, but if you're bored and cant sleep or something (and this goes for all the readers/posters here) you can read about how I dealt with/handled it. it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do and a month or so later I still hurt. I dunno, hand in there.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/zilpha/2005/02/23/

I posted here a while back about having to think about putting my Haylee dog to sleep... I wont go on and on and on about it, but if you're bored and cant sleep or something (and this goes for all the readers/posters here) you can read about how I dealt with/handled it. it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do and a month or so later I still hurt. I dunno, hang in there.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/zilpha/2005/02/23/

You're not insane. I talk to my dogs like that all the time. Well, I would if I was back home in Long Beach. Hope they and you feel better.

PS: Your book is fantastic. Straight up fantastic.

You don't sound lame at all, Wil. I do think pets let us know when they've had enough.

I had to put my childhood companion to sleep when she had CHF. I was 23, she was 13. We'd had her since she was 8 weeks old, and she was my sweet puppy. She was just listless, almost totally non-responsive, and seemed to be saying she'd had enough.

I cried all the way to the vet's office, and when I got there I couldn't speak. She had been there recently enough that the receptionist recignized her (but not me, since my parents had been taking her in because I traveled all week). I was so glad I didn't have to explain what I needed.

She was ready, and she let us know that. I think both of your kitties will let you know when they're ready, and I think they are letting you know that they're not ready yet.

Good thoughts for all of you headed in your direction.

My cat Sebastian was showing signs of diabetes for months before I knew what the problem was. Now that I've been giving him insulin injections twice/day for over a year, and it's become easier than brushing my teeth. He also has some anger issues where he gets so worked up and lashes out at anything near him, so I've had talks with him about calming down. I'd tell him he needs to figure out what he's really mad about and address it in nonviolent ways instead of displacing his anger, but I think that's going a little too beyond his comprehension level. I can hear him now, "Tiffany, I'm really angry that you put your foot in the way of the open door so that I couldn't run outside."

P.S. My mom talked to her philodendron (we'd had it for 20 years) before she threw it out because it was so sickly.

Dude - Never feel bad/silly/stupid/etc. for being affectionate to a loved one... even if that loved one happens to walk on four legs. Sending plenty of Chicago mojo Felix's way, keep your spirits up.

--T

My aunt's cat was like her baby.. she had Willie since she was very young, and when he got sick, they didn't feel like they could put him down; it was too hard.
Willie ran away to die on his own.

That makes me very sad to think that he spent it alone, with no one there to hold him.
It was about 10 years ago, and my aunt is still heartbroken over it.
My grandmother kept my cat when I moved where I couldn't have pets, and a couple years ago she called me to tell me that Otis died.... I didn't even know he was sick!
She told me that he had been sick for awhile, and that he was in pain but she couldn't put him down, as she would feel badly. He spent a weekend in the snow in pain, and finally dies Sunday night. The ground was frozen and so she had to keep him in an old plastic container til the ground thawed so she could bury him.
*cries*
My Otis was dead and I wish I had been there to take him to the vet to put him down.

I know you guys will do the right thing, if it comes down to it. You may feel guilt for awhile, but imagine the guilt if Felix suffers...

I am keeping all of you in my thoughts, and sending out all the mojo I can muster!
*hugs you all*

Hello Wil,

May I recommend a book for you? Conversations With Animals by Lydia Hiby. I know it made me feel better about talking to my furbabies, snakes and turtles included.

Heather

I'm so glad to hear how well Sketch is doing! It seems like everything you went through with Sketch kind of put you in a better place to make decisions about what to do with Felix, if that makes sense. It's just so hard to know what to do for our pets when they can't tell us what they WANT. I think you and Anne are totally doing the right thing for Felix, and like you said, you'll know when you know...

Keeping you and your kitties in my thoughts!

I agree with all the above. C'mon Wil - you know better than to worry about what others think! You do what works for you and piss on any closed minded individual that wasn't held as a child that thinks there's something wrong with it!
Animals have different perception that us mere humans. They sense fear, when you're feeling down...etc What we call ESP (for humans) is a natural sense for animals. It's only logical to communicate with them the only way we know how. They understand.
Hoping for the best from the East Coast,
Sharfa

One of our oldest cats got sick last summer. He had been sick for a couple years with kidney problems, special diets, etc. But now he was really sick.

We did the fluids for a week, and it didn't work very well. He continued to lose weight at a rapid rate. He took the treatment extremely well. It didn't seem to hurt him at all...I think he could tell we were trying to help.

Finally, my wife had a talk with him, and she told him that we loved him, but if it was time for him to go, it was ok. The very next day, he was waiting in the carrier to go.

I don't doubt for a second that he knew it was time, and he was telling us it was ok. We still cried for a week.

All my best to you and your family, especially Felix and Sketch.

Hi Wil,
The feelings that you've expressed & things you've been doing with Felix are not silly or crazy. You've made me think of my own dog, who is now 10 years old. Although she's in good health now, I expect over the course of the next five years for that to change.
I've even started having converstaions with myself (and the dog) about some of the feelings that you are going through right now.
I hope my senses don't fail when when it's time to let go. Like you, I pray to God that I have the strength to make the right decision.
I joke with my dog sometimes about her just *once* being able to speak instead her driving me bonkers with that silly look when she wants something and I just can't figure out what. But, if she is ever to *speak* to me, as much as it might sound awful to say, I hope she is able to somehow let me know when it's her time to go. For as much unselfish love as my dog has given to me over the years, it would break my spirit and heart if for just one second she was miserable.
Felix will be in my thoughts & paryers...

Wil....

I've had dogs and cats all my life, and I have talked to each one of them, just as if they were my human companions. I truly believe they understand us through the tone of our voices. If there's ever any doubt whether a cat knows what you're saying to them, all I have to do is ask my Persian, Jean-Luc, if he wants treats. He immediately runs to his bed...a box of yarn covered by his own afghan and a towel...turns around and meows until I start serving them up. A few weeks ago, I had to take him to the groomer. I had a l-o-n-g talk with him on the 20-mile drive, telling him not to scratch or bite Laura. Three hours later, when she called to let me know he was ready to be picked up, she asked me what I did to him. She thought I had tranquilized him, because she said he never took a single swipe at her while she was working with him. It works!

Lots of human prayers and kitty mojo for Felix from Jean-Luc and me, as well as good thoughts, comfort and peace for you, and especially Anne. Ultimately, your little bear will be alright.

Wendy

Wil, it doesn't sound stupid at all.

Dear Wil.

My best to you and your family. It's not crazy to talk to your animals, especially in such essential matters. We can have a very deep bond with them.
A few months ago I had to have that conversation with my lapso apso, who was going on 16 yrs. We had had him since he was 8 wks old. He had developed a quick-growing tumor in his lungs that was slowing strangling him. I held him in my arms and talked quietly. I literally asked him, as you did with your cats, what I should do. As I held him quietly, the answer came to me. He was tired of the struggle and he no longer felt good. With lots of tears, we took him to the vet for the last time.

While I hated having to go through the loss, this conversation has helped me know that we made the right decision.

Lots of good wishes I send to your kitty.

Thanks for being so open about your life. I was having one of those "no faith in humanity" kind of days, and you reminded me that there is hope in just about any situation. Thanks!

There is nothing metaphysical about a bond with a loved-one--regardless of how many feet they might have. You communicate with your animals every day--and they communicate with you in return.

Not in words, no. But you know when Ferris is hungry or wants to go out or play. You know when Sketch or Felix is annoyed or wants company or food. They communicate in the only way they know how and you do the same. There's no shame in that. There's no shame in talking to an animal, in asking them to communicate in return. You do the best you can.

We're at our best when we care enough to try.

Wil, your pets do communicate with you. There's nothing weird or metaphysical about it. They are conscious, knowing beings of love, and they will always try to communicate with you when possible. This is usually body language and little sounds, but you are right when you think they're telling you something. Granted, it may not be something as profound as "I want to live," but telling you they feel good or bad is something they will do.

Thank you for listening to them. You are loved.

Kroeme

So sorry that this is happening to you Wil. You and your wife are right to try and see what happens with the medicines for a week, and you are also right that your baby will tell you when it is time to let go. You will just know! Hang in there, and I will continue to keep you, your family, and Felix, in my positive thoughts.

Wil,
I would probably have done the same: to give him a chance and see how it works out. At least you'll know u tried everything you could for him. A lot of animals such as cats and dogs, have thoughts and emotions everybit as much as humans, maybe they are not as complex as ours, but they have them neverthelees. Im not saying that as a animal lover as such, im saying it based on scientific research.

On a lighter note, I have posted a blog all about St Patricks Day from an Irish perspective. It might take your mind off things (well for a minute or two anyway). Click here for my blog

Hi Wil - I think we communicate with animals more than we realize, with body language and tone. There's nothing silly about talking to Sketch and Felix like that. Even though they may not understand the words, I'm sure they understand the emotion and concern you were projecting. I wish more people believed that these types of bonds and communication existed! Both of your kits are in my thoughts.

Wil, I have to say that pets of any kind are unique. I mean I have two dogs and my best friend has a dog and cat. 2 years ago her mother had to very old pomerianians. It seems that there is a slight domino effect when it comes to close animals. The younger of the two poms got very sick and had cardiac arrest after weeks of sedimentary life. And the older once passed away in his sleep two weeks later. Sometimes animals are really connected. Maybe the two of them are connected. Also, I believe in talking to animals. I talk to my two dogs all the time as if they understand me. So talking to your cats is not a big deal. You are not crazy or anything. It is just something that happens to pet owners. We do not see them as pets anymore, but as one of the family. They can not talk back, but you understand their vocalizations and expressions. It is perfectly fine. Sending mojo to you and the family everyday.

PS-You rocked in CSI. Even my friend who watched CSI on a regular basis says you were great as a crazy guy and did not have a clue it was you until I told her. I even had to do a double take when I saw Walter. Very scary man. Keep doing a great job, you will have an Oscar on your shelf soon.

Hi Will. I'm a new reader to your weblog. I decided to pay closer attention when I saw your excellent acting work in CSI recently.

I did as you requested and sent some healing thoughts to your household. It's good to see some clarity has come from it.

As I was reading through this post I was able to tune in and get a clear sense of what Felix wanted. I'm very happy you came to the same conclusion. I also have another tidbit from Felix if you'd like it. He is processing the emotions of the youngest child and the mother. It seems to be unresolved grief, anger and frustration (resentment) involving the son's father. So he is being his little animal healer hero self right now. And he is totally grateful to be heard and supported.
He's showing me three things that would help besides what you have planned. He wants to be next to "green", he wants to be held in your arms outside next to a big healthy tree, and he wants his favourite snack. (It looks like some whitish substance in a small bowl - thicker than milk - or so it seems to me) and again he looks to be outside.

Hi Will. I'm a new reader to your weblog. I decided to pay closer attention when I saw your excellent acting work in CSI recently.

I did as you requested and sent some healing thoughts to your household. It's good to see some clarity has come from it.

As I was reading through this post I was able to tune in and get a clear sense of what Felix wanted. I'm very happy you came to the same conclusion. I also have another tidbit from Felix if you'd like it. He is processing the emotions of the youngest child and the mother. It seems to be unresolved grief, anger and frustration (resentment) involving the son's father. So he is being his little animal healer hero self right now. And he is totally grateful to be heard and supported.
He's showing me three things that would help besides what you have planned. He wants to be next to "green", he wants to be held in your arms outside next to a big healthy tree, and he wants his favourite snack. (It looks like some whitish substance in a small bowl - thicker than milk - or so it seems to me) and again he looks to be outside.

If it helps, my husband and I fed our sick kitty through a tube in his throat for several months before he was finally ready to go. He was perfectly fine with it and after freaking out over having him look like a science fair project (not to mention the unholy gurgling), we all did okay. :)

But I never make a decision about putting an animal to sleep until I talk to Linda Thomas at http://www.ispeakanimal.com/. She's the best remedy for that awful confusion that I've found and is a genuinely soothing presence.

My thoughts are with you all.

Wil
I hope your cat gets better. I think that you will know what to do when the time comes (with input from said kitty of course). wether to give up the ship or to batten down hatches and ride out the storm.
includeing the cat in this choice is not crazy! i think its the sing of a responseable pet owner (or in the case of cats "roommate").

good luck to you and yours from mine and myself! C.

I wish the best for Felix, and I think you are taking the best course of action.

Don't feel weird about talking and listening to your cat. Some people talk to their plants. A cat has got to be at least twice as smart as a plant. At least our cat is. He makes it very clear to us when he wants something. Although our cat may be a bit of an anomaly since he can speak English.

Hey Wil, I talk to my Unix servers all the time and it works the same way... ;)

If it works for machines, one can expect that it would work much better on mammals.

Continued mojo for both Sketch and Felix, as well as some for you and Anne as well. I wish you guys nothing but the best of luck. Hope both of your kitties pull through!

Dogs have been shown to learn multiple languages (show dogs raised in one country knowing only the language they were trained in having to relearn commands in a second language). Dogs and cats do have obvious emotional responses to people.

It is not a far stretch to say that you know your cats' moods and how they are feeling based on their outward behavior displays. They certainly display empathetic behavior, when you are say, ill, for example (anyone whose ever had a cat that would not leave their side when ill can attest to that).

I will add to those telling you that you will indeed know when it's time to help them from this existence. That you and your wife are watching for it will make it easier for you to know when it comes. Both of you are working to not hang on out of the wish to keep them around.

I had a fine companion, a huge orange tabby named Cyr, who spent more than 19 years with me. As he aged it became apparent he was failing (he had lost a tremendous amount of weight and could no longer jump to height), but he was still happily being a cat, if a shadow of his former self, until one day he just didn't stand up. He was simply done, but could not find the door out, so to speak on his own.

So he laid in my lap overnight until we could take him in. When it becomes truly time, you will have no problems, other than the sadness due to their passing, taking the appropriate step because you will know clearly that it is the right step.

Trust your heart, Wil. It won't steer you wrong.

It's true that different cats will respond differently to treatment, and I can't speak to some of the vitamins and supplements your vet is suggesting (I'm sure they're all good), but I know, first hand, that daily Sub-Q fluids can make a HUGE difference in the quality and duration of the cat's life. The thing is, when the kidneys aren't functioning properly, they're not ridding the body of toxins well enough, and that will make your cat feel really crummy. Sub-Q fluids help flush those toxins out and consequently the cat feels much better and for a time -like I said in another post, sometimes up to 3 years or so- the cat actually is healthier. The blood tests will reflect that as well. It's definitely worth giving daily sub-q fluids a try. And I don't think there's anything odd about your talking to your cats the way that you do. It's probably the most normal thing you've ever written ;)

It IS NOT stupid to talk to your cats. :-)

Sometimes when you need to talk to someone, and there are no humans around, your pets always seem to know how to help. They always seem to know that you need to talk, and they will appear to listen, even though you KNOW they can't understand you. If you love them, and treat them as well as you know how, they do the same for you. This is not anthropomorphizing the animals, that's just the behavior of all social animals (except some humans). Your family (animals included) form a social unit, and the cats know when you pay attention to them, and WILL let you know, one way or another, exactly what they need from you.

Now, it does seem to work with 'puters too, for no real sensible reason, but that's just how it is with us biologicals. :-)

Sending some kitty mojo your way.

It's true that different cats will respond differently to treatment, and I can't speak to some of the vitamins and supplements your vet is suggesting (I'm sure they're all good), but I know, first hand, that daily Sub-Q fluids can make a HUGE difference in the quality and duration of the cat's life. The thing is, when the kidneys aren't functioning properly, they're not ridding the body of toxins well enough, and that will make your cat feel really crummy. Sub-Q fluids help flush those toxins out and consequently the cat feels much better and for a time -like I said in another post, sometimes up to 3 years or so- the cat actually is healthier. The blood tests will reflect that as well. It's definitely worth giving daily sub-q fluids a try. And I don't think there's anything odd about your talking to your cats the way that you do. It's probably the most normal thing you've ever written ;)

Never doubt for a moment that you communicated with your kitties, or that they communicated with you. I hope the treatments work for him. Lots of Kitty Mojo.

~Cheal

You don't sound lame or nonsensical at all, Wil. We just wen through this with our kitty a few weeks ago and reading your post brings it all back. We went through the same thing - try one last ditch effort at treatment or let Sunny go. Were we trying to treat him for him or for us? We decided to try the last ditch effort for a few days and see if it did anything. Because if it could have pulled him through, and we didn't try it, I'd always wonder. As it turned out, it looked hopeful at first and he seemed better and then he took a turn for the worse. And he seemed so sick and unhappy we opted to put him to sleep. The last hour we spent with him assured us it was the right thing since he was obviously suffering by that point.

It's never easy - but it's good to know you did everything you could within reason to save him. And I'm sure he doesn't want to leave you any more than you want him to leave. You will all be in my thoughts and I hope both Sketch and Felix will have a lot more quality time with you guys.

I think I'll go pet my kitty now. And we'll both send our good kitty mojo your way.

It IS NOT stupid to talk to your cats. :-)

Sometimes when you need to talk to someone, and there are no humans around, your pets always seem to know how to help. They always seem to know that you need to talk, and they will appear to listen, even though you KNOW they can't understand you. If you love them, and treat them as well as you know how, they do the same for you. This is not anthropomorphizing the animals, that's just the behavior of all social animals (except some humans). Your family (animals included) form a social unit, and the cats know when you pay attention to them, and WILL let you know, one way or another, exactly what they need from you.

Now, it does seem to work with 'puters too, for no real sensible reason, but that's just how it is with us biologicals. :-)

Sending some kitty mojo your way.

Ooops, sorry about the duplicate. I got an error...

it is not stupid at all to talk to you animals. maybe you're talking to them, to god, or to yourself, it doesn't matter. cats are intelligent animals, and it's not outside the realm of possibility that you can communicate with them, in some way.

Wil, the unusual thing is that we deny these connections exist.

Enlightenment is the illumination of connections that were previously dark to you, they were always there.

My cat is into $1500 of treatment and he was a stray to us until 2 months ago, now he is ours. He seems to prefer us and the new lifetstyle, so we continue to work with him.

We spent $12,000 on our dog and she told us when it was too much.

It is a connection thing only, follow that to the right outcome.

Nice job on CSI BTW

Never regret the efforts you make on behalf of your pets. Nine years ago the hubby and I went through a similar ordeal with our dog; she was our first pet and truly a part of our family. She contracted cancer when she was just nine years old; we spent a bundle of money (that we couldn't really spare) on surgery, chemotherapy, and blood transfusions, with no guarantee of any long-term success. There were times during the process when I questioned the wisdom of our decision to put our poor baby through weeks of treatments. My husband said one thing that made it all ok for me, though: There will always be more money; there will never be another Tasha. He was right, of course; there would be other dogs, and we would rebound from the finances, but as long as we could safely and comfortably (for her) prolong her life, it was worth every penny.

As others have said, your kitties will let you know when it's time. But knowing you have done what you could in the meantime is worth any efforts.

Wil, you're not crazy or stupid. Like everyone else has said, animals respond to our tone and inflection, as well as our body language. I also suspect they understand a lot more of the actual words than they let on.


I had a cat named "Putter" (named for his unique putt-putt pull) who spoke. He could say yes, no, now, and Mommy. When I spoke to him, he responded to tell me what he needed or wanted. I adored that cat so much. I suspect our closeness was because his cat-momma abandoned him as a kitten and I took him in and bottle-fed him and cuddled him until he was big enough to eat on his own.


He went feral a few years ago after we moved up to the mountains and every so often, I look out at the hills and hope he's happy.


We've had cats in my family going back as long as I can remember and they've all held special places in our hearts. My mom's kitties (Gizmo and Rags) were litter mates and often roamed all over the neighborhood. The last time Gizzy came home was because he was sick and in renal failure. He curled up with my mom and went to sleep, never to wake up. My mom was still heartbroken over Gizzy's death when Rags appeared from nowhere and curled up with her, purring.


Our pets may not be blood, they aren't even our species, but they are family just the same. They "get" us on a level that defies science and logic. And if you listen, you can "get" them too.


Mojo for you and the family, including Sketch and Felix.

~Gem~

Wil, It's not strange to talk to your cats. Not at all. You would be surprised just how much cats understand. I know, we talk to our cats too. Cats do communicate back to us as well. If you pay attention, you can tell. I agree that both Sketch and Felix were telling you that they want to live. I agree with Anne, give it a week or so, and see how it goes. Your cats will tell you when it's time. Hugs to you and Anne, and Felix and Sketch too. You are all in our thoughts and prayers!

It's not crazy to talk to your pets, and I know exactly what you're going through. 1 of our guinea pigs stopped eating and needed to be force fed for a month, which is apparently unheard of - most owners have the Talk with the vet, and that's it. However, after a month, with no real improvement besides weight gain, my wife and I had our Talk, and then went and petted him, and then called the vet to schedule the Appointment.

Got back to the run, and he got up, walked over to the food that we had put around, and ate every bit of it, and didn't stop for 3 days, where he returned to normal habits.

They know, man...

Sending lots of mojo for you and the furkids!

p.s. My Shadow Kitty is another one who practically speaks English. They understand what you are telling them, trust me on that.

Bah. I tried to comment and got an error. The gist of it was: I'm still keeping Felix and Anne and the rest of your family in my thoughts. I went through a similar situation with my beloved dog, and she's better now. Good luck.

Hi Wil, my first time posting.

I think it's brave to surrender your logic to faith in Something Else. You will be rewarded (even if just comforted) for stepping outside your "cold rational" inclinations. And its obvious that both Sketch and Felix appreciated the loving attention. I'm praying for you and your household, and I encourage you to focus on being grateful for the time you have been given with them...this attitude will become increasingly important as mortality looms larger.
P.S. good job on CSI. Tom

No particular need to surrender your logic just yet -- cats and dogs have been selectively bred for several thousand years to successfully coexist with human beings. It is pretty unlikely that in this time, considering the physical ways they have adapted, they would not also develop some level of comprehension of our feeble attempts to communicate. I'm certain they don't understand our words, but don't underestimate what they do get. They're working with the tools they have, and it's worked for a long time now.

It's not stupid or insane at all to talk to your pets this way. We actually switched vets because the one nearest to us didn't care at all about the animal or us. Our new vet talks to the animals and understands how much they mean to us. It's difficult to explain how they will let you know, but you'll know. Each animal has a personality, and I believe a soul, and if you think back you'll know how they speak to you. Just like a baby, they let you know if they are hungry or cold or want to be held.

Enjoy every day with your kitties and hold onto them, talk to them about the good times you had together and tell them how much you love them. They do understand and it's not crazy. When it's time to let go, you'll know.

Hang in there... and it is not silly at all. Not to go pushin' things, but in reading with what you are going through, some dots got connected... There is a film at the Laemmle One Colorado in Pasadena called "The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill". Rated "G", appropriate for the whole family, and has a 97% approval rating on Rotten Tomatoes.

It is a documentary about a just-barely-not homeless man in San Francisco who takes care of a wild flock of parrots. But the whole film deals with this concept of anthropomorphizing and the answers he comes up with. They have a website at http://www.wildparrotsfilm.com and you can download the trailer. The joyful catharsis is unlike any I've experienced. And this issue of animal consciousness and understanding is handed so beautifully... I can't describe it, but your world will be better. Go see the trailer. Go see the movie. You're not crazy for acknowledging the truth that your cats are answering your questions.

Wil/Anne,

I hope your little ones feel better and pull through all of this. My wife and I have two cats and two dogs and while our situation is not exactly the same, I thought I would share a story of my own.

We found out this past December that our youngest cat, Amos, has a heart disease that can either kill or cut his life span in half. Amos would sleep in strange places and appeared to be cold more often than usual. The specialist said it might have been low circulation because of the heart disease.

We also saw how the other animals reacted to Amos and their body language was a good indicator that there was a problem as well. He has been to a specialist three times now, each time having expensive tests run, as well as having his little side shaved in order to conduct the tests.

The point is that animals WILL let you know what they want and how you can help them. I am glad to say that Amos should be okay but will have to be on medication for the rest of his life. We feed him 1/4 of a pill in the morning and 1/4 at night.

I hope this story ends well for you and your family and for your little ones who unknowingly bring joy to us every single day they are with us.

Amos and I are pulling for you Felix!

I don't know if this story will help, but I submit it just in case.

My husband had kidney disease a year ago. It hit him just about a year after we had to put down our twenty year old cat Blackstone because of his own case of kidney disease.

We did just about everything you have done for our cat. He was a game fellow and patient with the hydrations, shots, etc. Toward the end he couldn't groom himself at all, so he also put up with baths, never a favorite with him.

When he had to be carried to the litter box, we decided to act. It was awful but necessary and Blackstone cooperated with the vet as if he knew what was happening.

When my husband was at his sickest, he said, "Now that I've had kidney disease myself, I realize we waited way too long to help Blackstone. If I knew then what I know now about how this feels, I would have acted sooner."

Jim recovered completely, but he was pretty damned sick for awhile, and he could only reflect on how bad the cat must have felt too.

Just a data point. Our thoughts are with you all, fur people and regular people both.

It totally makes sense to talk to your pets like that. They understand more than given credit for and soak up our feelings like a sponge. I've had that talk with 2 pets now...and we knew when they were just done with it all. We spent several hundred dollars a month for a year keeping the cat alive because she was not ready to go, and I cooked meals for the dog for 6 weeks because he wasn't ready, and he couldn't stomach anything other than hamburger & rice. With both of them, I wondered how I would KNOW...when it was time I just knew (well, with the cat one huge clue was the vet trying not to cry, but we suspectd on the way in that she wasn't coming home...)

Fight for your kitties until they tell you to stop. The fact that you're willing to sit there and have conversations with them is a pretty good indicator that you'll pay attention when they talk back with actually saying anything...

I really feel you on this issue. When my dog, Schatze was sick, I think I talked to her for two days straight. I was so scared and confused about what was happening to her, but even though she was sick, she could tell I was sad and tried to comfort me.

Your kitty seems to be feeling your love and if he's acting happy, by all means,listen to him =)

I'd just like to add that there is an RSS feed on LJ that's been updating your site there: http://www.livejournal.com/users/wilwheaton/ It's been getting comments.

Nothing you said sounds stupid at all... don't worry about that. I hate to use this example as an illustration, but I feel that life on Earth is more Borg-like than most people realize... meaning everything is connected to a central "hive" (be it God, Cosmic, or whatever other name you might want to use) Animals have a closer connection to that central nervous system than we do & although they do not have a Human Voice means of communication, they can still communicate and understand. We just need to open our minds to their style of communication, which it sounds like you are doing.

Dear Wil,

My cats and I wanted to let you know that our mojo has been sent. We hope that you and your friends are able to use it.

I'm not a vet, so I have no great physical advice for you or your cats. But I think that as long as you do whatever you do knowing that you did all that you could do and always had the best interest of the kitty in mind, then whatever happens, you'll always know that you did everything you could, and all in the best interest of the kitty.

In the meantime, take lots of video/pictures and exchange lots of stories and maybe paint a picture for him or do something else artistic (that maybe only you and Anne and the boys and other non-human family members know about) that you think would be special for him.

(In other words, sharing stuff with us posse-people on WWDN is great, but you should actively be keeping things for just you and your family, you know? Recall the deer in Stand By Me.)

Best of wishes with everything for you, Anne, the boys, and all the critters.

IanMcKellen

happy st patricks day.. and I hope the best for your furkid Felix. I know that when you love your cats you'll do whatever it takes within your means to keep the animal out of pain and as healthy as can be. Thanks from one cat lover to another for giving your friend another chance.. He'll tell you for certain when he's ready to go.. if he really is.

Wishing you and your family the best.

Not in the least little bit insane, Wil. You should be thankful that your furbabies made the time to answer you. Some cats ignore their people, ya know.

You and yours are still very much with us, sweetie.

I've been going through, (and doing), the same thing and my heart goes out to all of you.

Okay, I realize how insane this sounds. Normally, I'm a pretty cold and rational person, and I would scoff at the idea of talking to my cat like he's a person. I know, I know. It's lame, right? But I don't think it's much different than praying, or asking the universe for help, or keeping someone in your thoughts, or anything like that. It's just . . . it's just putting a little bit of hope (or faith, or whatever) into Something Else. I'd never let it take the place of things like medication, trips to the doctor, or good solid science . . . but we humans have all these constructs in our minds, and sometimes we do some pretty silly things to stay comfortable. At times like this, I don't care if I'm anthropomorphizing my pets. If I can assign some human qualities to their body language or behavior and feel a little closer to them, so be it.

Yeah, I suppose it sounds crazy, but here's the thing - I wouldn't care if I was anthropomorphizing the cat either, given the same circumstances. I firmly believe that the people or animals we love "get" that we love them, whether or not they can understand the words. If nothing else, that's enough reason (more than enough reason, I'd say) to have had The Talk with Felix.

And of course it's also true that saying those words is just as often for the person SAYING them as much as it is for the person (or pet, in this case) the words are being said TO.

What's so crazy about talking to our pets? Especially to get their input on what's happening to them. Pets have feelings and opinions just like people do. They let us know when they like us or are angry with us; they let us know when they like the food we give them, or not; they let us know where "their" spot in the house is; they let us know that they understand when we're feeling bad. I had a dog that would come and stay by my side whenever I felt sick. One day, soon after we brought my now four-year-old son home from the hospital, we couldn't find Fletch (the dog) anywhere in the house. We looked in Mac's (my son's) room, and Fletch was lying down in front of his crib, like he was guarding and protecting his new little brother. We've since had to put Fletch down, and that is one of my favorite memories of him. My point is, pets are people, too. There's nothing wrong with, or crazy about, finding out what they want to do regarding their own health.

Sending lots of mojo for the whole Wheaton clan, two-legged and four-legged members alike.

Ya know, I'm not so sure it's crazy. I'm not some cosmic I can talk to animals type, but I've seen animals communicate quite effectively.

I remember one time about 12 years ago when I was living with a neat freak chick. I'd opened the glass doors on the stereo cabinet put on a tape or something and walked back to the couch to relax.

A little bit later the cat comes in and rubs his neck briefly on the side of the open glass door on the stereo cabinet, looks at me, rubs again, and looks back at me. I was like wtf? He did it again. I said, "Did I slack and leave the door open?" He repeated his rub/look move. I got up and closed the door and he gleefully trotted over to the gas furnace on the wall. More rub/look moves. I got the message much sooner this time. "A bit cold, huh?" and kicked on the thermostat. There was the woof! of the gas lighting and the furnace kicked on. He fluttered down like a leaf falling from a tree in front of the heater, curled up and relaxed with an undeniable expression of happiness.

Everyone has seen the I want to go out routine at the door or the I'm hungry routine by the food bowl, but I've never been told to neaten up and kick on some heat before then.

I doubt your cats understood a word you said. But I'm sure they got the tone. And their more energetic response a short time later gave you the answer you needed. It was too soon to give up.

May good fortune shine upon their health.

I think thats the sweetest thing Ive read in a long time. Theres nothing wrong with talking to your pets and letting them know you love them. They give all of us unconditional love and are great at listening without being...... too judgmental, so why not give the love back? If anything, Im sure your attention is giving him more comfort than you realize. Im still sending my positive thoughts. I hope things all work out for the best.
-Tara

Wil:

I wanted to leave a comment here along with everyone else. I wanted you to know that me and my kitty are pulling for you and your kitties. I am sending support for all of you in your family. I hope he pulls through okay.

Beth

I've only been reading your blog for about a week now, but I'm sitting here bawling my eyes out over your situation... I've been through the same thing and just thinking about it... About two years ago, we decided to get a second cat, so we adopted one. She got sick within four months and after spending about $1500 on her, she died while we were deciding if we should take her back to the vet that night...I think she knew we were having too hard a time making the decision ourselves. A few months later, we decided to try again, adopting from a shelter again. Six months later she was at the vet, we were spending another $1000, and we thought back to Sweetie, and we decided to let her go without further pain. I can honestly say those were the two of the hardest days of my life. A year later, we tried again, adopting two sisters...who are as healthy as ever. So, you have CatMojo x 5 (current three plus two in Kitty Heaven) coming your way...

I'm sorry about Skethc, I've been there before and I completely understand the not wanting to let go but at the same time not wanting to hurt them. You'll know when the right time comes, till then, have fun!

My boyfriend and I talk to our cats and sometimes the cats will talk back. So what you're doing is pretty normal.

Anyway, sending out some continuing warm and fuzzy and fighting and loving mojo for Felix and his supporters.

From
Crissie and Panda the cat.

I haven't read what everyone else has said, but I have a feeling I'm just going to be repeating....

I've been a registered veterinary technician for 11 yrs now, and it's true, well-loved pets always tell you when they are ready. I recently had to euthanize my cat I had had for over 10 yrs. We (the cat and I) spent the entire weekend talking, remembering, snuggling. She was ready, and I was comforted by it. Yes, it was still one of the hardest things I've ever done, but *knowing* that she was ready and ok with it helped an amazing amount. When I did put her down that Monday she was at peace, and so was I

((Wil)) ((Felix)) ((Anne))

You guys are doing the right thing.

Wish I could say something else to make it better.

I am quite sure that he can tell that you care about him, though, and isn't that what it's all about?

Pet him extra once for me. :)

Jenga

wil,

Stop apologizing.. stop saying you know how odd it sounds..stop worrying about what anyone else thinks.
You know... you feel.. you sense.. that they understand and can communicate in whatever way they can find with you. That is an amazing thing.. and to heck with the people that would not understand or be critical, because this is not about them.. this is about your family... your cats... and the lives of all involved. I think it is wonderful that you feel that connection.. and are using it to do whats right for them.

My thoughts are with your family right now.. I hope it works out the way it is meant too and you have all the time with both of your cats that you should.

Neph

Wil & Anne,

From one pet owner and animal lover to another, you have NOTHING to be ashamed of. I think most of us who have a heart, have had THE TALK with our lil buddies. Our lil buddies know who loves them and they can sense how you feel... they can sense when your mad, sad, excited, happy or concerned about them. I believe Felix and Sketch knew you were upset and came to check on you to say, "Hey Wil, I'm hanging in there." Hope all is well and best wishes to everyone in the Wheaton family.

Rob

Hey Wil, Too funny that almost every single person who wrote here told you that it is not insane at all to talk to your pets and that they do it too. I have serious whole conversations (one sided of course) with my dog all the time (clearly I spend far too much time by myself) and I know he understands every word I'm saying. When he looks at me with those deep brown eyes I can feel his understanding. Okay, who sounds crazy now?? LOL Anyway, your story about Sketch letting you know that he was going to be okay and now Felix acting the same is very heartwarming and thanks so much for sharing. Sending lots of get well wishes and hugs to Felix and my thoughts and prayers will be with you and your family. And once again, Riley sends his wishes too.
Beverly

Wil,

Sorry to hear about your cats. I know what your going thru is though but listening to your cats is the right thing to do. I personaly dont think it sounds crazy. Just that your more open minded then some.

Oh well, thats my two cents.

Later,

Erik