My lovely 15 year old boy has been ill for some time with kidney troubles, he's gone steadily downhill over the last couple of days but was still eating and drinking and we had made the decision to call the vet after the bank holiday and let him go. Today he has plummeted and about an hour ago he had a fit. He's come out of it now and is very still and quiet. I've called a different vet to ours who is open on a Sunday and they have agreed to see him at 4pm. I know my cat and I know it's time but I feel awful. My four year old saw the fit as well so she's been very upset but thankfully has trotted off happily with Nanny for an afternoon of being spoilt. We lost our oldest cat last November and now we're losing our lovely boy. The dog won't leave his side like she's looking after him.
Oh this is rubbish. Properly, properly rubbish. 