So yeah my cat got put down.

He was 16, a month older than me.

Bloody good run if you ask me.

;_; ;_; ;_; ;_; ;_;







What's his name?

crap happens when you party naked.

His name was Benji.

He'd been missing since Monday, and he came back Wednesday, with his back leg totally limp, dragging behind him. He'd had to pull it along the ground all the way from wherever he was and all the skin had been rubbed off his paw on the way where it was being dragged on the floor. We think there was a blood clot in his leg that totally *censor* him up.

The weirdest thing was, I am usually still at college at the time I was in the garden as he came in. Even when I am home, I barely ever go out in the garden. I don't know why, maybe it was "fate" or some crap, but the extent he went to and the stuff he put himself through to get back meant we had to do the right thing for him.

He was never gonna be "healthy" again, he was slowly deteriorating, and if we didn't let him go now, it'd only get worse for him. He couldn't have gone more peacefully.

Fin.

Your cat came home.

When my cat disappeared, it never came home.

I'm sorry you had to put it down, but it came home.

Thanks man

When did your cat go?

16, yowza

The cat here is 7, hasn't gone missing afaik

I've lost two dogs though, first had to be put down because she was old and such. The second we got from an animal rescue centre, his name was Brandy he was 6 and he was the greatest dog in the whole world

And then one day after we had him for about two years, he just died in his sleep, poor little dude

He's buried with his toys back in the garden of my grandparents' home with all their other dogs

R.I.P. Brandy