Well, I've had an extra week with my persian cat, Smokey (the reason I ended up as Persian Kitty). The cancer has spread from his liver, he's not moving around well, and he's gone very anemic. Even after a large transfusion last week, his red blood cell count is lower than the vet has seen in living cats and his white cell count is sky high. No meds have made a difference and I feel he's telling me it's time to say goodbye.
I'm taking him tonight at 6:30 to put him to sleep. My two previous old cats made the choice for me. This one's hard because he looks at me as tho everything is okay, but I know inside that it's not. I'm lucky to have had 17 years with him.
