cat

Oct 20, 2007 10:52

Long story short, our cat was having trouble breathing the other night. It was like she tried to throw up, but couldn't, and then she was breathing through her mouth really, really heavily. I was scared for her.

If I was still employed at ShopRite, I would have called them, told them I wasn't coming in and taking my cat to the vet, and they'd just have to live without me. But no, new job was not all that sympathetic to my plight. So I made an appointment for later in the afternoon.

So before four o'clock I took her in and the very nice vet doctor took some pretty digital x-rays which revealed she had fluid around her lungs. Before 6 o'clock, Brian and I had to go in and say goodbye, because there is no treatment for feline leukemia. She died in human arms.
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