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I brought Alamet home tonight. She improved somewhat between Monday and Tuesday, but when I went to visit her today she had deteriorated again. She was never going to feel good again. Today was probably the best day that she was ever going to have again, and she was pretty miserable today. She was weak and twitching, and thirsty but unable to drink because her tummy was so upset. The vet had her on an IV drip but she was still very interested in some water I tried to give her, but couldn't drink it. That's got to suck.
She's in her cat bed right now with her toys, the two soft mice that she liked to carry around, and a little green ball that she liked to bat around. I'm going to call in tomorrow and take her to be cremated.
I'm going to leave comments on for this one but don't feel obligated to reply. It won't be weird if you don't, and I won't think you're an uncaring jerk if you don't. I'm not leaving comments on to solicit comfort, because frankly nothing you say can possibly make me feel better. But it seems too emo to turn them off.
She's in her cat bed right now with her toys, the two soft mice that she liked to carry around, and a little green ball that she liked to bat around. I'm going to call in tomorrow and take her to be cremated.
I'm going to leave comments on for this one but don't feel obligated to reply. It won't be weird if you don't, and I won't think you're an uncaring jerk if you don't. I'm not leaving comments on to solicit comfort, because frankly nothing you say can possibly make me feel better. But it seems too emo to turn them off.