Yes, We Have No Maine Coons

Yesterday Hunter went in search of the Rainbow Bridge.  He stopped eating and drinking two days before and became super weak.  He was still able to walk around but kept loosing his balance from time-to-time.  We took him to the vet and he was put down.  Now,  I thought that was going to kill me but this morning Victor was hardly able to get up.  We took him to the vet and his platelets ( I think that's what the doctor said) were down to 11 from his usual 26.  She ran a couple of tests and sure enough,  HE HAD CANCER SOMEWHERE IN HIS BODY TOO!  We put him down this afternoon.  I have a theory that Hunter and Victor might have been from the same litter.  I found Hunter when he was a kitten.  He wandered into my mother's yard and she called and told me to come over right away.  I did and he went home with me...end of story.  I figure that there had to be other kittens in the litter and Victor had been living feral for years, you could tell.  They died a day apart.

Now we are down to six cats and two dogs.  I am so sad.