Pet news

My sister's Cat Ronnie died. The Vet's hadn't noticed that he had a ruptured bladder for the last 4 days. When they did he was rushed in for emergency surgery but died on the table.
My sister is really upset. Pets... Like our children in so many ways. Keep us company, love us unconditionally. Make us laugh, and feel needed.
Taylor was my mainstay throughout the most awful bits of my depression. Always there at 4am when I was at the lowest point.
And the awful bereft feeling we're left with when they die. Like we lost someone really important in our lives.
He was a good cat, he had a nice life. They loved him and spoilt him. What a shame it had to end on some road.