cat.

Yesterday we made the decision that we have been dreading making, but both knew was coming, we had to have our beloved cat Mr Smudge (our rather large and old white cat) put to sleep. He was 15.  He was my first baby, one of two brothers that we got after I miscarried twins at 20 weeks 15 years ago. He had been with us through thick and thin and we couldn’t bear to see him deteriorate in this way and decided that the time had come to stop looking for what was wrong and let him die with dignity.  To save him from further pain, to learn to live with more »