We had to have our furbaby Rascal put to sleep today. My husband took him to the VET because I could just not do it. He was diabetic, and seemed to be better, but then he was urinating all over the basement and house. The Vet said it was time. He was almost 10 years old, and we have had him since he was a kitten; I was his mama. Good bye baby; there is a hole in my soul right now.
Here is Rascal with his best buddy Punkin. Punkin will miss him too.