So on Tuesday my mum had to put my cat down.
She had a swollen belly and a liver problem.
We didn't know until we brought her into the vets
but by the time we brough her, it was too late to fix.
Basicly, my mum had the decision to either let her live and suffer or put her down while she was under anestesia.
I've never cried so much in my life.
Ps. The picture of the cat isn't actually my cat, just the same breed. I can't find any pictures on my computer of her.
