My daughter called me and asked me to come over and look at her 10 year old cat, Callie Ann. When I walked in the door I couldn't believe my eyes. She was so emaciated and dehydrated. I hadn't seen her in a while and did notice that she lossed a little weight, but not like that.
We ran her up to my vet because her vet couldn't fit her in. They ran bloodtests on her and she was in the advanced stages of renal failure.
My daughter is beside herself. Her other cat is stuck to her like Velcro.
I feel so bad that I didn't listen to my daughter weeks ago. She told me she was worried about Callie losing weight and I shrugged it off as a cat getting older.
RIP my sweet Callie Ann. Your nana loved you from the minute I laid eyes on you the day you were born.
Play hard at the Rainbow Bridge and know that you were loved.
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