In 1989, we had a black cat named Licorice. She had kittens, and we kept them, later naming one Stormcloud. Stormcloud has been a part of our family ever since, purring on our laps, eating our ice cream, sleeping on our heads. He has been a shoulder to cry on and a faithful companion.
Over the last year, he has gone from being handsome and healthy to sick and malnourished. We found out he had a thyroid condition which caused him to lose weight, which we kept under control by giving him a daily prescription. But then, he got an infection in his mouth which made it hard for him to eat. Now he is down to skin and bones, wasting away and hungry all the time. He still eats a little, and purrs, and sleeps a lot.
We are thinking of having him put to sleep. :( I always wanted him to live forever or be cloned, but I know this in not realistic. I would rather he go peacefully on his own at home. And strangely, I feel I want to be there for him. If you could, pray that we do the right thing for him in the last days of his life.
