Harley
First thing this morning I saw that my mother had changed her Facebook status to "taking Harley to the vet and hoping it will not be a sad day...." Harley is my parents' old old cat that we got while I was still in college. He's 16, which is about equivalent to an 80-year-old person. His brother Bart died last yet. I didn't hear anything from her all day, so of course I am assuming that no news is bad news. Finally I just called to check on him. He's been barfing a lot, but otherwise has no other symptoms; he is still active, still eats, still plays. The vet ran tests, and thinks it may be his kidneys, which, if that's what's wrong, there's nothing she can do and he might not be around much longer. If he's only throwing up, she can give him medication that will help for a few more months.