I had to take kit kat to the vet first thing this morning. she was stiff last night, but still alive, and hiding under the bed.
We think she was having kidney failure, and was going through death convulses and cries while i was holding her.
we put her to sleep to put her out of her misery.
Kit Kat was 14 years old, and the closest thing I’ve ever had to a child. She was my baby, and always will be.
I don’t think I have ever cried this many tears.
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