little Humbao, my happy clown, had to be put to sleep tonight. Everything kind of came crashing down healthwise in the last few weeks and to a screeching halt today. He was struggling to breathe and not responding to anything the vet tried.
He was THE most loving, gentle cat I’ve ever had. An utter sweetheart who loved everyone, even Twinkie and ‘the vet.’
I’ve known since the cardiologist saw him over a year ago he was living on borrowed time… but it doesn’t make it any easier.
He didn’t even make it to three.