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We'll miss you Old Man


This is Romeo, beloved kitty of Warren.

Yesterday Warren IM'd me to tell me he was ready to put the old man down. Romeo had been ill with Kidney failure for about two years. He'd stopped eating and drinking the last few days.

Well, I called the vet and made the appointment.

It was a hugely emotional day for all of us, especially Warren. He'd had Romeo for 16 years. They'd seen a lot together.

We went to the vets. They had a nice room for us with it's own outside exit. That was nice because we could leave straight out of that room and not see anyone.

I'd never witnessed this before so I was really sort of shocked at how quickly it was done.

Warren held him the entire time. I guess I expected they would take him away to do it.

We will miss you old man.

I kind of wonder why we don't do something like this for humans. It seems much more humane that the suffering we go through to get to the end.

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