In April or May I think I wrote about how badly I felt about abandoning my Necromancer and that I was worried about him forgetting me. Despite his health issues, it never crossed my mind that he might not make it until May, when I planned to see him again (family of course as well, but this entry is about my cat).
It sucks because I cannot give an accurate decision on what to do because I am not there to see him. This means my family has to make a hard decision for me if it comes to that. I was the one who decided when to put my elderly cat I had since childhood, to sleep. My mom has never made that kind of decision. I just know that he suffers when he has severe trouble breathing, and I cannot stand the thought of him suffering for an hour a day. And if he has more days like Christmas Eve, there will be no other choice. But how can you decide to put a cat to sleep when he is so happy and purring and cuddling everyone the rest of the time? It just really sucks.
I do not know what will happen or if maybe he will snap out of it and get better like he has done in the past. I cried a lot over it yesterday when I found out. I have had Necromancer since my 20th birthday. He is my child. I would have taken him with me if I thought his enlarged heart could survive flying, and if we had a vet in the village.
It will break my heart if I cannot say goodbye to him.