Goose
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Yesterday morning we had our old cat put to sleep.
She was a 14 year old spayed female. She wasn't a house cat, she lived in the garage and rarely left the garage anymore.
She was a mess lately. She couldn't/wouldn't groom herself anymore and looked like heck. She was diabetic, or something, and drank huge quantities of water and peed accordingly, sometimes not making it to her litter box. Even though we had a heated pad for her to sleep on in the garage, I hated to think of subjecting her to another cold winter in the garage.
So, we took her to a vet and did what we needed to do. Life marches on.
She was a 14 year old spayed female. She wasn't a house cat, she lived in the garage and rarely left the garage anymore.
She was a mess lately. She couldn't/wouldn't groom herself anymore and looked like heck. She was diabetic, or something, and drank huge quantities of water and peed accordingly, sometimes not making it to her litter box. Even though we had a heated pad for her to sleep on in the garage, I hated to think of subjecting her to another cold winter in the garage.
So, we took her to a vet and did what we needed to do. Life marches on.