Oct 05, 2007 16:21
To everyone who's ever known are little cat Leo, or enjoyed hearing about his adventures,
The recent house moved proved the last straw for his poor old body which was packing up anyway. He was 18 and had lived a very happy, beloved life and had diabetes and arthritus for several years. He went downhill very quickly after we moved. The vet visited us today and pronounced him in end stage renal failure, and noted he would probably last for a bit longer (days rather than weeks) but would be in pain, so we took the decision to let him go. He died in a sunny patch on the bed, full of roast chicken, at home, with us, peacefully.
He was our brave little hero until the last. RIP Leo.