Goodbye dear little Cody - RIP

Well today is a very sad day. This morning we realised that Cody hadn't surfaced (we had bacon & eggs for breakfast and usually he would be at our feet wanting to eat some). Yesterday he was normal Cody - sitting outside in the sun, trying for food all the time, whinging, snuggling with Jemma - all his normal stuff.

We found him on our bed and just wasn't right. We brought him out near the fire for warmth as he was cold. He was also really pale too. I got my wheat bag and heated it up and he layed on top of it.

He was lethargic, unsteady on his feet and very very unwell (not eating, drinking, moving). He ended up staggering onto Michael's change table (one of his favourite spots) and we left him there.

I was going out and Greg called me on my mobile about 2 mins after I left. Honey was intently staring at Cody on the change table and Greg checked on him. He had weed himself. He was so sick that he couldn't even attempt to get to the toilet.

Last time Cody got sick it was discovered that his heart was damaged. It couldn't be fixed, but with medication it could be controlled, but only for a short period of time (2 months to 2 years the specialist vet sai).

It is with the greatest sadness that I decided to get Cody put to sleep so he didn't have to suffer anymore. He got the needle and softly went to sleep.

Cody was adopted by us when his owner decided she didn't want him anymore. He was a beautiful chocolate brown and white Cornish Rex cat pure breed. He had a brilliant personality - he would sleep with Jemma and/or us at night, loved to drink from the tap in the bathroom, if someone came over would always have a sticky beak at them. He loved catching little garden lizards and leaving them at the front door, he loved sitting in the sun and he had a HUGE purr.

We love you Cody and miss you heaps xxxxxxxxxxxxx