Today was a very slow boring day. I know that there are going to be good days and I know that there are going to be bad days in life. Today though was one of those very bad, long, and slow days. Today I was told by my grandmother that our oldest male cat who we call "Daddy Cat", was dying and that there was nothing more that she could do for him.
Now I am not a cat person, but I love almost all animals. Giving the exception of snakes and spiders, but still I do like cats. They are a good companion, just not mine. Anyway, I was told today that he had been battling an infection from a bite and that maggots have taken over his little body. She called the local veterinarian and they told her that there was nothing that they could do to help him. They told her if they tried to help him, that there was no guarantee that he would make it pass the operation.
Now Daddy Cat is around ten years old and he was gentle to all of us. He knows that he is dying and he just lays there on the porch covered in maggots and flies. He is small and fragile and there is nothing that we can do for him. All we can do is wait until he either pulls through or passes away. It is so sad to see an animal go like that. It hurts knowing that all you can do is watch and wait for him to die. I have no idea how I would feel if my child, Tentzy Lou was going through such a thing and I could not help her. It is just sad to know there is nothing that can be done to save this animal from its pain.
I hope when he does pass, that he is no longer in pain and goes quietly...
Rest In Peace Daddy Cat..You Will Be Missed! </3