Since yesterday, it has been one of the saddest days of my life. Cassie, my maine coon which is the closest to me has left me forever. Perhaps because she's the hardest to care for while she was a kitten which made our relationship stronger. After moving back, I noticed that she's a bit quiet, not really herself. But she kept herself close to me as usual. I was shocked to have found out that she'd lost so much weight. I didn't realise that she'd stopped eating. I saw her drinking which was why I did not suspect anything.
So, I brought her to our usual vet in Puchong and I was told that she had jaundice. This meant that she had liver disease. In my years of experience with cats, I've never heard of such a disease. I was so shocked to know that she had been suffering all this while. The moment the vet told me this, I couldn't control my tears. I cried the whole night and prayed that God would lend her to me and I'd do anything to save her.
Around 9 am today, the vet called me and told me that she's gone. The blood test showed that her liver was five to six times worse than any other cats suffering from this disease. And she got the virus infecting the liver from her parents. Even if I were to bring her to seek medical attention earlier, she'd still die, said the vet. The longest she could survive was one or two weeks only. My only regret was that because I didn't hug her for the last time yesterday because I had to get out of the clinic to cry alone.
My last photos of Cassie back in April 2014
Cassie, I love you so much. I wish I had more time to spend with you. There will never be another maine coon to replace you in my heart. I loved it when you always tried to search for me and put your body against me. I loved it when you licked me and bit me softly. And I loved it when you answered me when I called you. Oh Cassie, I really miss you but I hope you are in a better place now.
RIP Cassiopeia...