So... I've been MIA for the past few weeks. My dear kitty stopped eating so I took her into the vet. They put her on steroids to get her eating, did blood work that didn't show anything and then tried an appetite stimulator. They reran the blood test and nothing was working and sent us to a specialist where they confirmed my worst fears.
My sweet baby girl had cancer in her lungs, a very aggressive, incurable cancer. She was dying and there was little they could do for her. The way she was acting it was unlikely she would make it through the weekend.
I made the decision to put her to sleep, she had fluid and air in her chest wall cavity, it was only a matter of time before she suffocated and I would not do that to my baby girl. I would not make her suffer so I didn't have to make that decision.
And let me tell you this, if you have never made that decision, never made that call, never held your dear friend of ten years in your arms while she slipped away... I hope you never have to make that decision.
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