Barely holding back the tears as I write this. Tonight we are saying goodbye to our beautiful 17 year old moggy, Macro. He' was always a feisty boy, and quite a character, and much loved by us all. Not surprising he was feisty, as he was born in a junk yard, and abandoned by his "feral"mother after all his siblings were killed when they moved the metal skip they were nesting in. He arrived in our lives when my mechanic who worked next door to the junk yard called and told me about him. He was about 5 weeks old and cute as a button.
He's been on thyroid meds for about 3 years, and has done quite well on them, but he's deteriorated a lot recently. My wife is just back from the vet's and they say the time has come. Tomorrow afternoon we have the appointment.
He's going to be getting lots as many treats and as much fuss as he wants tonight.
Here he is as he was a few years ago before he was so sick.
