Jasmine has gone down hill over the last few days. She gives me hope when she runs to the treats but the rest of the time she sits hunched with her eyes closing.
I know that I am soon going to have to make a decision over Jasmine as I can’t let her suffer.
This morning it was frosty and I decided to bring Jasmine in in the warm. I wanted to give her a last chance of a bit of comfort and some treats before taking her to the vets to be put to sleep.
I wondered if it would be less stressful to leave her out of the cat box.
I then decided to give Jasmine the choice in case she would be more comfortable in the cat box. Jasmine chose to perch on the edge of the cat box.
I will try to get an appointment at the vets. I hate to give up on her but she is struggling with her breathing. Her breaths are shallow and laboured. I think her heart problem couldn’t cope with the moult and the cold.
Jasmine is giving little squeaks as she breaths and I know it is time for her to go. I am so upset that I am going to leave this here for now and will return later with an update.
I somehow missed this post.So sorry, but at least she died at home.
I thought you must have missed this one and felt it was needed to explain what had happened. Cinnamon and Jasmine went down so quickly. The flock looks small this morning.