Rowdy was a pet cat that was with me my whole life. He was a gray tabby tom, and was 20 years old.
But around February this year, he started to get sick. It was merely a simple cough or wheeze, which only happened occasionally. He only got more and more ill, and then on February 25th, we brought him to an awesome vet, and he seemed a lot better and more comfortable.
However, it started to go downhill from there. He got so sick that he had trouble breathing, he was getting skinnier by the day, and he could barely walk...
March 7th, he passed away. It felt like one of the worst days of my life.
Rest in peace, Rowdy. You are no longer suffering...
But around February this year, he started to get sick. It was merely a simple cough or wheeze, which only happened occasionally. He only got more and more ill, and then on February 25th, we brought him to an awesome vet, and he seemed a lot better and more comfortable.
However, it started to go downhill from there. He got so sick that he had trouble breathing, he was getting skinnier by the day, and he could barely walk...
March 7th, he passed away. It felt like one of the worst days of my life.
Rest in peace, Rowdy. You are no longer suffering...