|Some girl from Montreal. Myep.|
my cat #2We put him down this morning at 11 35. It was absolutely the hardest thing I have ever done. I miss him so fucking much. He took a turn for the worse this morning so I called up my mum to come home from work so we could end his suffering as soon as possible. About a year ago, because of his failing heart, a blood clot paralyzed his back legs and we were sure that was going to be the end of him. Everywhere I read online it said this was an almost certainly fatal condition for a cat. But nope, he defied the odds he got better and was able to move his legs a bit more every day. It was hard though, he became so restless, meowing all the time and panicking for about 3 nights straight, but he got better. And after a few weeks he was back to his normal playful self.my cat #2 by ricochet188
This morning out of nowhere that same thing happened to him on top of the coughing and shortness of breath and weak muscles. It was too much and i couldn't keep him calm, he was not going to eat or drink. Today had to be the end.