Ever since her spay, she has been going steadily downhill. Her right eye shows the upper eyelid flipped over and they have done several things with her to correct it, if that were all that was wrong with her, I would be able to work it out, but she has stopped eating and is now vomitting almost pure blood.

I am taking her in this morning and don’t believe she will be returning to the home and the people she has grown to love. She has been sleeping almost nonstop for several days behind the heater and yesterday, her littermate tried to attack her- another red flag to me that something is dreadfully wrong.

This is when the balance shifts and I am left with the decision of what to do. I see her as miserable despite repeated vet visits to get her comfortable. I want her misery to end for she is a special girl who deserves peace.

It is a part of rescue I abhor when I have to end a life before it has really began. She deserved so much better than she got, and I will miss this spot of black plagueness in the home for a long time. But there are just some things that you can’t come back from and sadly, I think this little girl is fading slowly, inch by inch, day by day.

I am back now and she is gone. I talked to vet at length about this kitten and I am thankful that she listened and respected my wishes. I suspect because of the broken tail that she was injured in some way and whatever happened to her was missed. I don’t know but I do know she was fading away- not interacting with the group, sleeping almost the entire day behind the heater which is always going non-stop these days as Mike is always so cold.

This was a new vet who saw her, but after I told her what had been going on, she agreed that putting her down was probably wise. Quince went so fast. They put the needle in, I saw the blood return and she was gone before they even pushed the plunger. Whatever was wrong with her, she couldn’t escape from and I have no doubt that as the days passed had I not taken her in- she would have sunk farther and farther away from her world. I couldn’t really afford to do this, but in the same breath, I couldn’t afford not to.