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Its so hard losing a furbaby.
It was a wonderful gift from the kitten to you, and you helped eachother for a moment.
I think life is all about trust.
My pretty kitty was an old woman, at least ten, most likely older. I got her 5 years ago when a lady on a farm near here died, she had like 60 cats. She was the lady's favorite cat.
She had one tooth left when I got her, and she ended up losing that. The vet said that she had lung cancer, On Good Friday a tumor burst, and I took her to the vet said he said she had only a few hours. He wanted to put her down, he said. He also said he couldn't say how long she had truthfully cuz he didn't want to play God. That doesn't make much sense to me.
He said she wasn't in pain, and he gave her a cortizone shot. I told him I wanted to take her home and he said I wasn't being cruel to her by doing so, that she wasn't in pain at all.
So I took her home expecting her to die in a few hours. But she wasn't ready. Shoe was on his way here, I didn't tell him what was going on with the cat because he loved her so much, but the next day came and so did Shoe and she was still eating and purring, but she couldn't breathe very well.
On Tuesday, I took her back for another one of those groovy shots, and the vet was in shock to see her. She fought so hard, but by Thursday night she couldn't even drink, and she passed on Friday morning.
I miss her very much, it was very hard to not be able to do anything to make her better.