We had to get Simba, our 11 year old siamese put to sleep tonight :( Everyone is sad & teary and feeling like crap. He got sick last night and we took him to the vet but he wasn't sure if it was pneumonia or not as his lungs sounded ok but started him on drugs and stuff just in case. This morning he was a lot worse and was crying, so they sedated him and stopped the pain until they could work out what was wrong. Simba was the runt of the litter and had been left out in the cold & rain when I turned up to look at the kittens. I bought him on the spot and took him straight to our vet who wasn't sure if he would make it as he had cat flu, it meant he was always more susceptible to pneumonia etc. He did back then but this time it was too quick for us to catch. We had a gorgeous cat for 11 years, who sometimes climbed on my chest to tell me he wanted breakfast and made me think I was having a heart attack as I woke up feeling the heavy lump. Who ate the corn off my plate but waited until I was finished eating, unless I looked away and he'd try a stealthy plate swipe. Yoda wore him as a fur around his neck when he was little and he had the loudest purr I have ever heard. I am going to miss my lump :(
We waited until everyone could say goodbye, so that he knew we loved him. He started purring as soon as we picked him up and we patted & held him while he left. Pebbles is heartbroken and keeps calling him as she hunts around the house.