He was a good egg...

On Saturday, February 25th 2006, we had to say goodbye to Pugsley. After almost 16 years of loyal petmanship, I made the hardest, most painful decision of my life so far. Pugsley's last few months weren't the best. He had lost even more weight (down to 5+ lbs), and was constantly dehydrated. After 2 bouts of subQ fluids in the previous week, he just wasn't resonding well. When I saw him that Saturday morning, I just knew. I knew it was time to let him go. He couldn't hold his head up, he was listing and losing his balance and he had no appetite whatsoever. At the vets, the vet confirmed that he was definitely in the latter stages of renal failure and this was the best option for him. It was peaceful and quick, for that I am thankful.

He was a great cat and he will be deeply missed.

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