7 years ago
On Tuesday morning of this week, our cat, Flower, died suddenly. It has been very traumatic for us. He was nine had been to the vet six months prior and had no symptoms of anything. He experienced the same morning he always did, with the same energy level. He bounced around the bed for a while, knocked some stuff off my dresser, the usual. With no warning, he suddenly cried out, collapsed in a seizure with a little bit of foam at his mouth and was dead in seconds! My fiancee could not abide an autopsy. Can anyone help me? I need to know what likely happened in order to put this behind me. Any idea what might have happened to him?
3 months ago
Reply To: Twyst
I can't believe how many more of you had this problem. My cat, Misty, died suddenly after I got home from school. She was 18 years old. I am a 15 year old boy. She was fine when I got home, I was petting her and she was her usual talkative self. At about 3:20 pm she threw up white, foamy liquid in the kitchen. I cleaned it up not knowing anything was wrong until I came into the living room and she was lieing in a pile of urine and clear throw up and her mouth was hanging open, her pupils were enlarged and her eyes wouldn't move. She made no noises before she came to be on the floor. I felt so helpless. I was home alone and couldn't do anything to help her. I miss her so much as I am writing this while I am crying. Did she most likely have heart worms?
4 months ago
My name is Vanessa, I am so glad that I came across this thread. I have been completely heart broken and completely lost. My sweet baby boy, Cody passed away on 4/7/15 just before midnight. I was so confused and so lost, blaming myself and thinking there was something I could have done differently to save him. But after spending much time on this thread I have been able to understand what happened to him. All day, Cody had been running around and playing like it was a normal day. Nothing was out of the ordinary and he was just as strong and healthy as ever. 13 years old. He actually just turned 13 in February. Just before we went to bed he was jumping up and down off the bed trying to get his sister to play. He was antagonizing her in his usual playful way. As alway as soon as I start to dress for bed he is anxious for our special cuddle time. He eagerly waited for me to crawl in bed so we could cuddle and watch tv. He cuddled up against me and reached out to touch my skin just as he does every night. We were sleeping soundly but a couple of hours later I felt him start to convulse. I sat straight up and saw he was having a seizure. I grabbed him and pulled him close to me and held him in my arms screaming and begging him to hold on. I told him I was here for him and it was ok. He had peed on the bed when the seizure started and had a lot of saliva coming out of his mouth. His eyes were open and his tongue was sticking out. His body started to shake faster in my arms until all of a sudden he was still. Eyes still open and mouth still open. He was gone, and I was in hysterics. The entire thing took less than a minute. Just like that, my heart and soul, joy of my life was taken from me. I held him in my arms and against my chest rocking back and forth crying hard for hours. When It all started and I first started screaming, his sister Sparky got scared and ran out of the room and into the living room. After I Finished holding him I wrapped him tight and papoosed him up in a blanket and laid him down gently on my bed. I made sure his paws were covered cuz I just could stand the thought of him being cold. I went to the living room to check on Sparky and she was lying on the couch waiting for me. She crawled up on to my chest and started petting me as she usually does when I am sad. She was still unaware of why I was sad and what happened. After about a half an hour she jumped down and started to walk to my room. She stopped dead in her tracks when she got to the door and could see him. She walked up to him and looked at him briefly, then kissed his head and washed his tail. She then sat back and stared at him for 2 full solid minutes. Then she turned and looked at me and turned around and ran out of the room. She hid in the living room and wouldn't come out to me. I honestly felt at that moment that I was not going to recover or survive this pain. I still feel like that most of the day. I wanted him to wake up, I wanted him back. He was much to young to die so suddenly. I was sure I had at least another 3-5 years with him. It's been 2 days now and I hate the thought of going to bed because it feels like a different place now. Sparky must feel the same because she comes in at night, wonders around the bed trying to figure out where she is supposed to be then gives up and leaves. she has been sleeping in the living room every night. I understand what caused this now which gives me some comfort to know that you have all been there too and I am not alone in this greif. But honestly I would NEVER wish this kind of pain and sorrow on anybody. Cody had been my baby boy since he was 6 weeks old. He and his sister have been my whole world. Sparky and I are on our own now.
5 months ago
This message board has been very helpful and comforting. Like many of you, I lost my 10 year old JT today. This cat was in perfect health and as playful and as affectionate as can be right up until his sudden passing. I happened to be off from work today and was laying in bed and he had been up and about in the house with my partner all morning. JT jumped into bed and layed down (not unusual for him) and I heard hill let out 3 little howls. He didn't speak much normally so they weren't very loud. Then I heard what I thought was hm getting ready to spite up a hair ball. He mad three little sounds and then all was quite. I thought he just went back to sleep. 10 mins later as I was getting ready to go downstairs and have him come I realized he was no longer alive. Looking back I think his passing couldn't have lasted more then 30 seconds, which I am grateful for but I couldn't understand how or why he passed.We took him right to the vet and they said it was a stroke that was most likely related to a heart condition. Once I got home I was googling Sudden Cat Death and came across this forum. Reading all your similar stories has been very comforting and made me feel less alone. Thank you for sharing. I still feel broken hearted but comfort in knowing others have had this same thing happen.
Hi all,This thread is fairly old, but it has shed a lot of light on the recent passing of my beloved rotund companion and love of my life, Dexter. I felt isolated in my search to what would cause such a quick demise without undergoing an autopsy. He died exactly one month ago, and not a day goes by where I don't think or dream about him. Shortly before his death, Dexter was exhibiting signs of restlessness and occasionally a slight cough which I thought were to be hairballs (he groomed our pet corgi, Gary, often.) Just a few months before this started, he had been examined by a vet and deemed healthy. He was an indoor cat, up to date with shots, ate a well-balanced diet, etc. He rarely got sick and was always talkative and friendly. Then out of the blue, around 4 PM, I heard a sickening loud meow. He showed a struggle to breathe, like he was choking on something. I immediately started panicking and rushed to get him help. He urinated on the rug and meowed loudly again. My heart was pounding; I could hear the minutes being taken from his life. I got him into his crate and sped to the emergency vet which was relatively close-by. The staff immediately took him and placed him on oxygen while preforming cpr. It didn't matter -- he was already gone by the time I arrived. He went from his usual candor that very morning to being taken from me within minutes. My mind recoiled in horror when the vet offered his condolences; it didn't seem real. He was fine... energetic, playful, healthy appetite. From reading everyone's posts, it sounds like his ticker just gave out. He was 6 years old. I wish I had paid better attention to his symptoms. I had him cremated and some of his ashes placed in a heart-shaped cremains locket which I wear around my neck.
I lost my tuxedo cat 2 nights ago. She just turned 6 and was in supposedly good health. Im an older guy and live alone and 6 yrs ago started to volunteer at Toronto Humane Society in the kitten nursery feeding baby kittens. This particular kitten and I formed a bond there and I followed her litter up till the time they were put up for adoption. I got there just in time as another 5 minutes later she and her littermates would have been shipped to the other THS shelter. In April 2009 my journey with my little girl Pepper began. I enjoyed 6 years of total non stop love. I really believe it was her who taught me how to love. Two nights ago on March 4 she was on my lap and nudging with her head that she wanted some petting. I then got up to give her some food for the night and she ate and jumped on the bed and was grooming herself. Then suddenly she bolted from the bed to the floor, let out a loud meow, her tail started to go bushy and I was right there and watched it all happen. She then tried to walk and her back leg froze and she just rolled onto her side. I was right there instantly as I knew this was something major. I patted her back and chest. Watching her I seen she wasnt gasping for air or moving.I gave her mouth to mouth and kept talking to her. Then the sick feeling of her going limp. Her eyes were wide open and her tongue was falling out. There was no foam or discharge, no voiding of bowels or urine. I think she was gone instantly but I still worked with her for an hour more refusing to believe what just happened. In an instant my life changed. I always knew that this was going to be part of the living process but nothing can prepare you for this outcome. My cat was the closest thing to me in my entire life. Im heartbroken she is gone but was glad I was able to be right with her when she went. I took her to a pet burial place and she is being cremated and I will pick up her ashes and bring her back home. Obviously it will never be the same again but at least she will still have a physical presence in my place next to me where she always will be. I can relate to a good number of the postings and the feelings and heartache we all experience when this happens. Thank you all for sharing and helping me to cope a bit better during this time.-SB
7 months ago
HE LOVED WATCHING THE BIRDS!! GOOD ONE OF HIM!! Life Moments caught! Like Joan Rivers and Robin Williams too ALIVE TO DIE!!! Glad I have pictures and Photo's of Littleboy-Trouble is Gone. Shocked!! Sad..https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGskJ7BytSwMVI 12823- Christmas :Littleboy Bird Watching..LOL,4 Pets & Care, Living Rm Sydney,-HOME,Broken Peace's (Pieces)LOL,from UHaul Accident Decorations,KIPLING'S Poem "IF"YOUTUBE.COMUnlike · · ShareYou like this.1 shareCarolyn Everett Tim had been playing with him just minutes before he discovered him lying dead on the kitchen floor.Like "LITTLEBOY/Trouble - I went to the bathroom found him dead .purebred cats be inherited over 200 different genetic mutations in more than a dozen genes have been identified as being able to cause the disease.Cat’s sudden death probably heart-related.Like the similar disease in humans, HCM is often familial in cats, thought to be inherited in an autosomal dominant manner. A specific mutation has been identified in Maine Coon and Ragdoll cats and a genetic test exists to identify affected cats. While many purebred cats (such as American shorthairs, oriental breeds and Persians) are predisposed to the disease, the domestic short hair (regular house cat) is the type most commonly diagnosed with HCM. Cats are usually middle aged to older; however, the disease can be diagnosed at any age, often less than 5 years in purebred cats. In humans, HCM is also familial and over 200 different genetic mutations in more than a dozen genes have been identified as being able to cause the disease. To date, no viral or nutritional causes of HCM have been identified in humans or cats.5 mins · LikeJanuary 7 at 3:05pm · Like
8 months ago
My 9 year old pal died a month ago and I'm still grieving for him. I woke up with his younger companion perched at the side of my bed facing me waiting for me to wake up. Thinking nothing of it I got a shower and ready as always. She followed me from room to room upstairs. Finally I came downstairs, turned the corner and in front of the litter box laying on his side I saw him. I got down on the ground and could see his tongue was blueish, and his eyes were rolled back. I picked him up and he fell into me like normal, he hadn't been gone long enough to even have any stiffening of his body. I rushed to the vet which is only a mile away but he was gone. I couldn't accept it. He had come upstairs and laid with me around 1am. Everything was fine with him. I got a post mortem on him and the doctor said he had HCM. What a cruel and terrible disease. I miss him so much. I get that pets die. That we sign up for this irrational relationship wherein you get a pet, know it will mean everything to you and also understand that it's lifespan is short and one day you will be devastated by losing it. The pathway is well worth it though. And, I accept all of these things. The part that's tough to get over is how sudden it was. You begin to really torment yourself with remembering all the times he wanted attention and maybe I was busy doing something. I'd give anything to have 5 minutes with him again to simply tell him how much I love him and how special he is. This HCM thing really needs a lot more research to discover more effective ways to detect, diagnose and treat it. It's pretty traumatic to lose something you love so suddenly and without any explanation other than some disease that has no real symptoms. Tragic. I miss you buddy. As long as I live you, you will live too because nothing can ever remove the memories I have of you and I'll hold them close to my heart as long as I live.
12 months ago
It has been a comfort to me reading each and everyones story. Our Ollie passed away three days ago, a huge loss for he has been part of our family for nine years. He was an indoor cat, affectionate, spoilt, and loved dearly by us all. He was in good health and always had his annual check-up at the vets.
Ollie was his usual self the morning we left the house to go to work and this makes it hard to understand what went wrong. My husband was first to come home that evening and usually Ollie greets us at the door, my husband called him but he didn’t come, when he turned the lights on he noticed Ollie lying on the floor in the lounge-room and thought he was sleeping, he went over to pat him and as soon as he touched him he knew he was gone, he was cold and rigor mortis had already set in.
I needed to know what had happened to Ollie and finding this site has given me some understanding of what may have been the cause of his sudden and unexpected death, we suspect he had a heart attack. The way Ollie was lying down was as though he was walking along and had just dropped, his eyes were open and looked perfectly normal, not dilated or rolled back, his mouth was closed and there was no signs of blood or froth, only a small amount of urine had leaked out. He looked peaceful and I believe he passed away quickly without suffering. We miss him dearly and the house is not the same without him.
2 years ago
My very beloved cat Marks passed away on July 24, 2014. I have no idea how or what happened. See my neighbor was watching all the animals for me while i was at the hospital with my daughter. The night before i came home just to check in and say i love you and give them all loves then went back to the hospital. My neighbor said that on the morning of the 24th he seemed fine just meowing more than usual, she thought he just wanted attention and the litter box cleaned, so she gave him some rubbings and cleaned the box, and left. I came home around 3:30 said hi to my other cat Matilda and my dog Rena before going into the bathroom where he was at the last time i saw him. I go in there he is lying on his back in the babybath in the bathtub with Urine at his rearend. I thought he was sleeping because i didnt notice the urine right away so i go to pick him up his eyes where dilated and he was stiff as a board but still warm. I screamed ran to my neighbors house and told them my cat was dead they where like "what". So I repeated my cat is dead come look. He came over and looked i had moved Marks so he was sitting up but leaning in the shape of the babybath where he had passed. He must of been dead for awhile. I picked him up and just held him in my arms crying screaming praying i was dreaming, but i wasn't. I called the vet and took him there to get cremaited. When i came home i cleand out the babybath and under it noticed that there was a small pile of vomit that he must of did. They way the scene look was that he sat up vomited and then fell backwards and died. He was like a son to me and i am devistaed. I am worried about his sister because they where really close and she is acting weird. I miss him so much he was only 13 and my baby boy. RIP Marks mom loves you.
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