Hey, don't be dissing on cats! I love cats.
I may post a picture later on, but at my house we are a little sad right now because one of our cats (don't worry, we only had two) passed away suddenly late Saturday night. We took him in as a stray in the neighborhood back in 2009, so he has been with us for a long time. Since he was a stray, we don't know his exact age, but we think he was around 14. He had been sick off and on over the past six months with a waxing/waning pancreatitis, and he had to have three teeth extracted three days before he passed (don't know if that was related or not).
Weird part was that he was acting fine ever since the extraction, more active and seemingly out of pain for the first time in a while. That night I was watching the Texas A&M/UNC football game or I would've missed all this. He and the kitten were chasing each other around and they ended up in the same room where I was watching the game. They both sat there staring at me. I admonished them that should be nice to each other. He was sitting there looking at me like he was perfectly fine, and then all of a sudden he started moving rapidly sideways completely off balance as if some force was pulling him really hard. He slammed into the cabinet like a mortar. I said, "What the hell are you doing?" aloud, because sometimes he engaged in some pretty odd behavior, but when I jumped up to see what had happened, he was seizing. After about 20 seconds or so, he was completely still. I thought maybe he was just post-ictal, but after I got a closer look, I could see that his left pupil was completely blown and I could tell his personality was no longer inside this empty, furry corpse lying on the carpet in my family room.
Just like that. From vital and active to dead in less than 30 seconds. It was in shock. It was pretty horrifying.
I'm pretty sure he either ruptured an intracranial aneurysm or that he had a massive hemorrhagic stroke event. As frightening as it was, at least he didn't suffer. I would bet that he was unconscious before he even hit the cabinet.
Our other cat is just 9 months old. He seems a little perplexed by the absence of his elderly friend. (insert crying emoji here)
"We are not provided with wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can take for us, an effort which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world." --M. Proust