Tommy's not doing well. His back legs aren't working very well so he can't make it to the litter box. He jumps off the bed only to collapse and then just pees on the floor. He's so weak. His eyes and nose are draining and crusting and his belly is always wet from accidents. I tried to clean him up a bit with a washcloth but he didn't like it so I stopped. He's so dehydrated you can smell whenever he opens his mouth. He meows/yelps when he wants some baby food or water or to be put back on the bed. He can barely roll over when he gets uncomfortable.
We're going to take him to the vet tomorrow to be put to sleep. I don't want him to suffer. Luckily Mom's off tomorrow so she'll be able to come with dad and I to say goodbye to him. I'm really going to miss my Tommy cat. :(
I told him we're going to take him to the doctor tomorrow so he won't suffer anymore and he'll be able to see Missy again.
Tom and Howie cuddling.
Howie's going to be the only old cat after this. I can't help but think when he'll go now. :(