Yesterday night we found a tiny little cat on the street, alone and meowing for help. He was so weak and almost couldn’t walk… We took him to the vet, and he said he was probably dying so the most compassive thing was to give him euthanasia, but the vet wanted to charge us 160 euros and we just couldn’t afford it.
We decided to take him home, just to give him shelter, warmth and cuddles in his final moments. We bathed him with warm water, gave him some milk and wrapped him in soft blankets. He seemd so comfortable, he was even purring.
The thing is we thought he would die during the night, so we made him a comfortable blanket nest and left him there sleeping. This morning when I woke up he was still alive! And he seemed more awake.
So I called an animal shelter in my town and they directed me super fast to another vet. I just came back… Without the little guy. The vet said he is about to die and he will give him the injection during the morning, as soon as he speaks with the animal shelter volunteers. Probably he has leukemia or feline AIDS.
The little guy was so cute… I hope we managed to make him comfortable during his last moments. He had such a sweet meowing… Agh I’m so broken.