My cat Sebastian died from lung cancer.
He was always a playful kitten. He was born on my farm. Sebastian was an outdoor kitten, to begin with. He would get under one’s feet as a kitten. He was brilliant about staying away from cars. The weather was getting colder, and he would meow by my back door. I gave in and let him in my house and decided to have three house cats.
On his first night in the house, he gathered up all of the toy mice and placed them in a neat, orderly row. I bathed him, and he enjoyed having a bath.
He was pretty healthy and would play with my other cats. He would walk along and balance on the narrowest part of the window. Sebastian was quite the athlete.
Sebastian started to get asthma, or at least that’s what I thought it was. He was about eleven years old a the time. My vet gave him some shots, which seemed to help. I noticed he seemed to be losing weight. I took him back to my vet. My vet took X – Rays and saw a large mass on one of his lungs.
Sebastian ate OK and was not in pain. As time passed, his fur was r,d he would lay around more. One day he was resting on my steps and seemed in pain.
I called my vet and made an appointment to have Sebastian put to sleep. I had a burial box with me. I put some cat toys and a towel to cover him in the box. Sebastian lived to be thirteen years old.
I took him home and buried him. It was a sad day for me. I was heartbroken for some time.
One must never forget to do what is best for your pet. I do not want to see any beloved pet suffer in pain. You will miss your pet terribly but remember he is no longer in pain. Remember all of the fun times you had together.
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