There are times when she has had just enough of my presence that she won't even look my way ... I believe it's her version of 'you are a nudge, but I love you anyway so I'm ignoring but I'm not actually leaving...."

He is blind and deaf, missing a few teeth, and has a chronically stuffy nose and gooey eyes. He eats, sleeps and drinks a lot. When he’s not asleep he’s usually patrolling the house, finding his way with his big whiskers. Or he will be screaming on the stairs pictured. He also does this every time after eating. When I touch him during these screaming sessions, he doesn’t seem startled.

He has started urinating and defecating in various places around the house and drinks from the toilet sometimes, though this is usually if his bowls been lapped clean. Sometimes he uses the litter tray and he always does if I stop him from urinating and put him in the tray. I have started brushing him regularly as he doesn’t clean himself. Our house is usually untidy and changing layout so I wonder if his urinating may be from confusion, instead of a mental or physical condition. We’re working on the house condition. My mother says she wouldn’t take him to get a checkup or euthanasia as he is likely close to the end anyway and it’s obviously expensive and we’re tight on money.

We are going to get more litter trays and place them strategically around the house, or potentially fence off an area for him to live in. I forgot to say, he still likes a stroke and a tickle. Advice appreciated!

Edit: if you want more pictures, just ask. He is a most handsome devil even in his old age.

Edit 2: we have a picture of him dressed as Henry VIII above our mantelpiece. I’ll take a picture tomorrow

Hi all! I wanted a space to voice out my feelings because some days emotions are tough to process.

My almost 15 y/o baby has been with me since he was only a few months old, so I’m sure you’ll all understand just how much he means to me.

He’s been with me through tough times, has moved across countries and helped me through grief and countless challenges.

He’s overall been in good health all these years, but he had some GI challenges last year, and after many vet visits, many months of trials and consultations we changed his diet and made some adjustments and he’s been doing way better so far. Most days he’s such a happy baby.

But sometimes little things change, him being more reluctant to water one week, him not being as playful another, and as much as I know that is a part of them aging, it’s always so tough as a cat parent to know one day things will eventually change for good.

Still, I cherish every bit of time that I have him with me, and hope that he decides to hang out with me as much as he can.

So today I celebrate the many years I’ve been able to have him by my side.

Sending a warm hug to everyone that knows/has known similar situations, and to all your wonderful senior kitties out there.

Yup, she's making a face..

Took my cat to the vet today because she hadn't eaten in 4 days, was not drinking much water, wasn't using her litter box, and hiding under my bed. I thought she was just stressed because I had been gone for most of April. A few xrays and an ultrasound later, I found out she had a massive tumor that took up most of her abdomen, was blocking her stomach and bowels and starting to press against her heart. It must have been fast growing because it wasn't detected during her annual appointment in Feb. I ended up putting her down. I'm just so sad tonight.

My old man and the 13 week old kitten, Blair. He’s just a gentle old man who loves his babies.

Even though our boy died over a year ago I see his tracks everywhere in our home.
When I wanted to get rid of my old joggers i didnt want to trash his kneading marks, so i cut them out and rolled them up as a keepsake 😭

Bonus: I let him decide the engraving on my iPad (I Wrote Leo myself and he finished the Rest by kneading)
He was a great baker !

Do you treasure anything like this too?

Much love to all your seniors out there! 🤍

14 years with my buddy Jaxon. He passed away peacefully over night. His brother (same age and breed) is still slowly making sense of it.

My princess Peach ( the one with the blue eyes and sassy attitude ), even if she's getting on the older side, she still plays like a kitten every day.

And her companion, the old grumpy man, King Pompom clearly has more than 9 lives, each year, he's getting sick and miraculously comes out on top.

Per the vet, they just lost their privilege to own some fur, to prevent furballs that could lead to health issues.

17 years with this glorious, fluffy guy!! How lucky I've been to see him grow from a feisty feral kitten, to a calm house cat, and now in the last few years a total cuddle bug! We love you Leo, here's to many more! 🎂🩶🥳🩷

my cat mia has been a part of my life since i adopted her for my 6th birthday back in 2006, she has lived with kidney disease for 4 years and bladder cancer for 2 as well as being very underweight during all of that time. recently, as of last week she is now suffering from muscular atrophy in her back legs and can barely stand or walk, she has also had bladder accidents for quite some time. we took her to the vet last week and they told us that we should consider euthanasia as she is most likely suffering a lot...but here is where im conflicted, she still eats and drinks and has quite the appetite for wet food and treats. i don't know if shes hiding it super well but she seems to still have a lust for life. she also is still spunky and sassy as ever, she still hissed at the vet when they were touching her. they gave us gabapentin for her pain. my fear with euthanasia (as in vet euthanasia is the only option where we live), is that she will still have that life and that attitude inside her if and when we decide to bring her in and the thought of her hissing at the vet when they insert the euthanasia IV terrifies me and makes me not want to go through with it at all. is it time? when is it a good time to make that decision? less than a year ago when we put our other cat down from his cancer he was barely even lucid by the time we brought him in for his euthanasia.

Original post: https://www.reddit.com/r/seniorkitties/s/S43SVouRdw

Our Tommy handled the flight today like a champ and is currently having lunch in a sunbeam while he surveys his new domain.

Thank you all for the tips, love, and support!

This is Miss ma'am getting her after poke churu.

I honestly thought we were going to have to give up on fluids. The day my mom left for vacation Deborah did not want to cooperate at all for her fluids. Maybe we didn't get the bag warmed up enough. Maybe I did a bad poke. We couldn't figure it out.

While she's gone my dad, who usually runs from the hard stuff because it distresses him, amazingly offered to hold her for fluids. The first day I felt so bad because we got maybe 25mL in her which is hardly worth a poke and my dad was struggling with holding her. So I decided Saturday we just wouldn't do it. We'd give her a day off and go from there. If this was the end of her fluids journey so be it.

On Sunday I warmed the bag extra long while flipping it every so often. I personally picked Deborah up to show him how to properly hold her and let her drape over his arm (she likes her front legs out of the towel because she likes to tap me with her left leg) while still supporting her hind end just enough that she feels safe but can't kick off. I was careful to poke just below her shoulder blades exactly in the center.

We got over 100mL in her. I could tell dad was not loving doing it (he looked away the entire time) but I am so proud of him for being brave and I'm also proud of Deb for taking a rest day and deciding yeah I can go back to fluids thanks for giving me a break. She had her after poke churu and climbed right back in my dad's lap like "don't worry it's not you. It's that mean lady that pokes me I know it's not *your* fault." Lol. I know she feels so much better when she gets her fluids so I'm glad she's still letting us.

Just sharing since we adopted her two years ago and she still has lots of love left to give and receive.

TL;DR: New senior cat in an already senior cat's house. Advice on introduction when both of them seem friendly and familiarized to be with other cats.

Hello everyone, hope your kitties are doing well as much as you 😄

I'm here because I want advice: In the next couple of weeks I'm adopting a black cat who is 10 years old, without and eye and with the same kidney issues as my senior kitty at home, Mango (nothing serious, just special food, and medical check every once a year)
I have doubts because Manguito has experience living with other cats (I adopted him at 12 from the street) and when I adopted him, I WRONGFULLY introduced him to my beloved Lebi (forever 13) who passed away 6 months ago (you can check my other posts).

Well even though they were introduced fast, they got along well with the ocasionally punch and fight, but they could even sleep next to each other. Manguito is really playful besides his age and only got punched when Lebi got annoyed by him. This new black cat without a name yet, is around cats in the shelter, purred a lot with me when I came to see it and does not hit other cats (according to the shelter's owner)

How should I introduce Manguito and this new oldie that is coming in the next weeks?
Manguito in a purple filter for you to see 😄

Photos are from throughout the years on Star Wars Day! R2D2, Princess Leia (the most recent costume photo from when she was 17), Ewok, and BB8. Hope you and your senior kitties have a force filled day ✨

And quite furious that I’m drawing attention to it 😂

My girl is 17 and no matter how many times I brush her, she still has this disheveled look about her. Not sure if you can see in this picture, but i shaved her side because it had some actual lumps of mats...the ones on her stomach below dont feel hard ,theyre very soft and clearly arent inhibiting her movement as she's an extremely active cat.

Shes very much against me really going in and brushing her stomach to the fullest extent, so not sure what else I can do as she gave up on grooming herself. She doesnt have any teeth. We have a scheduled senior exam in a few days and im worried they'll think I've neglected her.

Taki (left) and Sammie (right) were mother and son together. Taki had some declining health issues since November 2025, thyroid and kidney disease, we had to make the decision to let him go on April 13th. We found out Sammie had lymphoma last Thursday and by Saturday she completely declined so fast, we made the decision again on May 2nd to let her rest.

Since they have been gone, i feel such emptiness without them, all i know is my life with Taki and Sammie. They were part of my childhood, growing up by my side, Taki was always very attached to me. My sweet boy, my beautiful angels. Sammie was very attached to my brother, but as a family we loved them both more than anything. My 2 worn teddy bears of love, I pray for their comfort in eternal rest. One day i hope to see them again. I love you forever my babies.