I knew when we took her in that she was sick. We kept her safe, happy, loved and spoiled for a few months. We didn't want to subject her to anesthesia because we didn't think she could tolerate it so there was not really other options. She just couldn't get air...
She was the most gentle and docile little kitty. We had never heard her hiss or spit at anybody other than the vet today. He wasn't my normal vet, just a fill-in and he seemed ok. No clue why she went after him like a tiger but she did.
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