Two weekends ago my little Propane showed signs that something was wrong so I called my local Vet and they couldn’t see him for a week. Wednesday night I was hand feeling him and Thursday I called an emergency Vet hospital 35 miles from me and they said I could bring him in at 3:30. By they I was squinting water into his mouth to give him some fluids. By now he was just laying around and the Vet checked him out. He was very dehydrated and had a low temperature and said they should do blood work. 30 minutes later they came back and said his white blood cell count was terrible. She said he either has a bad trama, possibly a fall or Cancer. She said he could be sent out for further testing and kemo if necessary. He was in bad, very bad shape so I asked if he was in bad pain and she said absolutely. I couldn’t have him living like that so I had him put to sleep. They prepping him and I held him privately for 30 minutes they they did the procedure while I held him. I had him cremated and I will probably get his ashes next week. I will spread him on the hillside outside where he hung out till I brought him in February 2017. 10 days later and it still hurts. My other three cats have helped a lot getting past this. I love and miss you little buddy.
