So my cat, Wednesday, that I have had since I was 2 has been sick lately. Completely blind, grumpy and just now himself. We have been trying to keep him feeling good and comfortable throughout his last months.
A couple nights ago, he was laying down stairing at the wall and wouldn't respond to me. I kissed him and made sure he was breathing. Well last night I got a call from my mom, who said he was just walking in tight circles and not responding. I told her to pick him up and have him lay down with her. She did, and said he looked comfortable. Well this morning I got a call from my dad, who was crying. I instantlly knew what had happened. He told me, my mom had called him. Wednesday had a stroke last night and had fallen down the stairs at home. My mom's boyfriends took him into the vet today and he had to be put down.
16 Years with my cat, he was my friend, and a huge part of me. We had been through everything together. We moved across country together. Many houses together. He was who I cuddled with when my Grandpa died. He ment eveything to me.
His last night with my mom:
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