The day has sadly come. My lovely cat, Felix, has been put to sleep after a two month long battle. He’s been fighting an infection that left him dehydrated and weak, which resulted in rather nasty seizures that only made it worse. He didn’t want to eat and mostly just slept the days away. I decided that enough was enough and, though it was tough and a heartbreaking decision, I am in the end happy I did it

Now he can finally be with his sister and friends in Valhalla, or wherever good kitties go when they aren’t here anymore. He was almost 16 years old when he passed, and to be quite frank, that’s a hardcore age. You did good, kid

Felix, wherever you are, I hope you know I’m so proud of you, and I love you. I’ll see you again some day ♥