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I think she's eaten more than half a can of food since she's been home, pointing to the vet being totally right that her weight loss probably has a lot to do with not being able to eat dry food anymore. Maybe I could just feed her to death. That'd probably be a happy death, anyhow.
I'm wondering if I should stop going to the vet, just feed the kitty canned food and let her slowly run down and fall apart. My real fear is that she'll hang on for another five years; decrepit, unhappy and unable to quite die. The vet did admit that one reason for her yowling all the time might be senility. Personally, when I get senile (I'm halfway there already so I know that's my eventual fate) I can only hope I'll have the courage to go sit on the mountain, or whatever equivalent method seems viable to me at the time. And the sense to choose that before I lose my mind to the extent that I can't carry it through. Hopefully I've got a few years to develope strength of character before it comes to that.
I'm wondering if I should stop going to the vet, just feed the kitty canned food and let her slowly run down and fall apart. My real fear is that she'll hang on for another five years; decrepit, unhappy and unable to quite die. The vet did admit that one reason for her yowling all the time might be senility. Personally, when I get senile (I'm halfway there already so I know that's my eventual fate) I can only hope I'll have the courage to go sit on the mountain, or whatever equivalent method seems viable to me at the time. And the sense to choose that before I lose my mind to the extent that I can't carry it through. Hopefully I've got a few years to develope strength of character before it comes to that.