Oh how to say...
Anyone who has every had to put down a pet knows that it is awful. No way around it.
Ruhi was a rescued Siamese - a lilac point. A handsome dude who liked to bite knitting needles, gnaw on yarn, attack ukulele strings and claw up cardboard. He enjoyed his sun spots and could never get enough chin scratches. He was the world's messiest cat eater and would frequently ''treat'' us to a postprandial aria.
He was getting old. We never knew just how old but he had been on thyroid meds for 3 1/2 years and was suffering from kidney trouble and it was just getting so hard. For everyone.
I really miss the little guy and I think LuLu does, too.
My vet was wonderful - ever so kind - and she ushered him to the other side of the cat door in the gentlest way possible. And I am so lucky to have had such a great circle of friends who helped me care for him for the past few years.
Hey little guy - I hope where ever you are there is plenty of roast beef and loads of lap time.