I had to put Whitepaw to sleep this morning after a long night of him having difficulty breathing. He had an previously unknown heart disease that resulted in a massive amount of fluid around his lungs. The poor boy was suffocating all night. I knew something was seriously wrong. We got to the Dr right away first thing after opening and they said he only had a few hours left. I would be unable to support whatever condition resulted in this incident so it was necessary to euthanize. He was only a year and a half old but I had a particular attachment to him. He had a unique and special type of squeak to announce his presence which I will miss the most. He has 3 siblings surviving and others here so there's more and I should not be too sad. I wanted to commemorate him somehow as the putting to sleep part was extremely difficult, even though I've done it many times already. He was just kind of a special little guy to whom I was attached, he suffers no more. Please enjoy your cats while you have the time and love them strongly, thanks for reading.
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