It sucks, but perhaps that would be the best decision atm. :'(

Goddammit, fuck cancer.

Not personally, it was my parents that ultimately took her to the vet, but overall the whole family was in agreement that our cat's time was done. She had lived for 23 years, she was given to me as my cat when I was 3, but really was all the family's cat. She was blind, her hearing nearly gone, if you went to stroke her she jumped in surprise because she had no idea you were there.

She was part of the family I grew up in, but she was virtually imprisoned in her mind, regularly needed vetinary care for her kindeys, overall it was a kindness to let her go.

I'm sorry you have to go through this, but would you really prefer the pet you loved to be suffering? I think you've made the right decision.

Three times that I can remember, and I had my first cat die in my arms. It fucking kills me just having to type it.

While it's still hurts to this day, there is NO WAY any of them wanted to go on in the condition they were in.

Unfortunately there really are no words to help out with the loss.

Yes, made me understand the 'with a heavy heart' idiom much better.

Not going to have another pet after her, can't deal with this.

Mom is crushed, my grandad also (and he's fighting aswell), my uncle ugh...

This is awful.

We lost one of our cats a couple of years ago. His kidneys started failing and there just wasn't anything else we could do for him. It was very hard, though, even more so because the stupid emergency vet we had initially taken him to see put in a complaint with Animal Control after he scratched her during the examination. Because who ever heard of a sick animal being cranky about being prodded? So while we're trying to wrap our heads around parting ways with our pet and making sure that he's going to go while in our company, we've got the main vet breathing down our necks about how we need to let the officers take our cat because "MIGHT BE RABIES JUST PROCEDURE YOU UNDERSTAND". Even though he was exclusively an indoor cat and was up to date on his shots. Dumbass bureaucrats. Thankfully the officer eased off and let us handle it our way - presumably because he realized the cat was going to die regardless - but talk about needless aggravation. We will never go back there.

No. My childhood cat was put to sleep while I was in north on a skiing vacation (I recall my big sister breaking the news to me on a ski lift that the cat had been put to sleep, I really liked the cat, I didn't even remember the time before it, that's how long I had known it, from a teeny-weeny baby I guess). I grieved but somehow I accepted and understood it had to be done because it couldn't move properly anymore, having spasms as it tried to walk.

Later in my life I've had two cats (at two different times), but they both escaped at some point and possibly started a new life elsewhere under a witness protection program or something, so it never became topical for me to have to put them to sleep.

After that I decided no more pets for me, too much stress and grief.

No more pets is a big mistake. That isn't going to make any of the pain go away and you are just going to be lonely on top of it.

Yes, but I didn't have any pets in the last 12 years and that is one of multiple reasons why this is the case.

If people would put the effort they put into pets into each other instead, less people would be lonely without having to imprison animals and deal with all those problems.

I had to put down my dog, he was in a lot of pain. I got a little comfort in knowing he wouldn't have to suffer anymore.

My friend Amy had to put down her cat who had a severe case of Cancer.


she then yelled at me for not going to get my regular CT scans for my cancer that I had in 2013...

I lost 9 cats to one or more of those; neighbor feeding it with special poison, car running over, eating mice that ate poison for mice, eating insects that were under pesticide effects, being wounded from cat-fights to the point of its flesh rotting and vet being unable to do anything (came back to me in dire condition after days of having disappeared), suddenly disappearing forever on me and stuff... Worst case was a grey tomcat that i loved a lot, it was hit by something heavy outside while i was indoors and crawled back at my door, gathering its last strength to meow loudly calling me; died on my lap...

My new orange baby that i had for avatar before, i raised it as a house cat, 2/3 of the day staying inside, going out only to play and seek nature. My calico kitty gave birth twice, she is still around but not doing very well (seems depressed, tired and displays signs of being uncomfortable or something). One lay was orange male, calico female and grey male with black stripes and paws, couldn't give them away and second lay was 2 oranges one with white patches one pure, a multicolored kitty and a black with different color patches male, that i gave to a neighbor who asked for cats. The bastard though left on vacation and abandoned them starving and without water, or notice to other humans around for that matter, sober peasant motherfucker like your typical local can be... Had to use my infiltration skills to go an a mission to feed them (since he has security protection from distance with cameras and alarm)...

Trust me, putting the poor thing away without pain is better, than having your beloved little furry friend die in a horrible way, painful for both it and its owner...

This freaks me out: miniature donkeys live forty years which means odds are they are going to be the ones putting me down.

Yes, several cats, years apart so small mercies.