Georgie is gone. He just wasn't showing any improvement.
He spent the morning in the yard, I would guess saying goodbye. We've had other cats do this, spend their last days outside. But his poor old body was just shutting down. Twenty years old is a great age for a cat. He's been in kidney failure for quite a while now and his body just couldn't fight it any longer.
He hadn't purred in days, but Brian got him to purr while waiting in the examining room. They had wrapped him in a towel with the catheter in his arm so we could say goodbye.
He went quietly. He's at the Rainbow Bridge now.
I has a very deep sad.
Godspeed, Georgie Porgie Puddin' Pie, mommy's special little guy. You beat the odds when we got you and you've had a good long life.
We'll miss you terribly.
My heart hurts.