my little skittles
monday marked a sad day in the ashton family. we had to put our cat skittles down. he was only 8. he had congestive heart failure. skittles had stopped eating about a month ago. he'd eat to keep himself alive but not much more. we changed his cat food. last week i made an appointment with the vet. last wednesday he had a seizure. i took him to the vet on monday. after some tests we wre faced with the awful decision of having to put him down or try and medicate. if you knew skittles you knew meds were out of the question. his name was skittles for a reason. so, he was put down. it sucked. the kids had complete different reactions. max cried a lot and is still sad and carlie keeps asking for a bunny. and if we get a bunny can we name her daisy. oh my.
rest in peace my skittles. you were a crazy, crazy cat that will be missed.
