My beautiful red Birman boy has gone. I feel so unhappy. He had cat flu but also an underlying kidney problem. He’d stopped eating, drinking, toiletting etc. And I couldn’t bear to see him look so miserable so I decided to take him back to the vets yesterday to see what treatment might help. In a nutshell the vet said he felt he couldn’t shift the virus because of his kidneys which was probably compromising his immune system. There were things he could do in the short term but I realised it would prolong the inevitable so made that horrible decision. Now I’m the one who’s miserable and can’t stop crying. He was approaching 16 and has been such a comfort to me over several years of unhappy times. There’s just no answer is there when it’s their time to go over the rainbow bridge. I’m 79 and the house is so empty without him.😢😢😢
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