It’s been a rough spring around here.
Our sweet kitty, Yoda, was diagnosed with lung cancer. He started coughing last fall and the vet told us he had asthma. The coughing got worse, though, and we took him to a veterinary hospital 2 weeks ago to find out what was wrong. He’s always loved to chew on plastic, and I hoped he had inhaled a plastic bag. Not because that is good, but because it can be fixed. But I’ve already told you how this story ends.
After his trip to the hospital, things got worse quickly. It got harder and harder for Yoda to breathe. We said goodbye to him yesterday. Definitely the hardest, and saddest, day we’ve had in a long time.
Thank you, Yoda, for 10 1/2 years of unconditional love. We miss you so much.