I've just got back from the vet with my beautiful boy, I'm devastated - he has a tumour in his abdomen. Because of his age they don't think surgery/treatment would be the right route and now it's just about making him as comfy as possible for however long he has. They said it could be days, weeks at most 😢
He has been the best boy with such an adorable personality, you can't help but love him. He's so dappy he has us in hysterics most days with his uniqueness and his quirky little ways.
He is the most loyal cat, I often say he's confused himself with a dog... He's been my daughter's shadow since she was born, he would come and get us when she was a baby and lead us to her if she was crying. There will never be another Max 😢
I'm so scared of making this call, how do I know when the time is right? He's lost so much weight and is sleeping a lot of the time, but is still happy to sit and have cuddles. I don't know how I'm going to say goodbye to him 😢
Picture of Max enjoying the sun in the garden 🥰