Jake is literally hanging on by a thread today, I honestly thought he'd died, his breathing was that slow. I took him up to bed with me and put him between us to keep an eye on him, as you can imagine we probably got about half hour sleep. I texted Sean at 8 this morning to see if it would be worth trying him on a drip although I'm praying for a miracle on him. Sean texted me back to say it was worth a go but he thinks it's more neurological with him and then carried on to tell me he is off work today because he is ill
I was gutted to say the least. I got up to the vets and my worst nightmare happened as it was the vet that dealt with Jasmine, I really didn't have a choice
She really didn't want to get him on a drip and I told her he was my cat, it was his last hope and I wanted the chance, she wanted to pts there and then but I stuck to my guns. He is now on a drip and he has a heat mat under him, but I really am clutching at straws here but I'm hoping and praying god is on my side in this. She told me she'll be on this evening with Sean being ill and if no improvement, she wants him pts
On the way home, I texted Sean again to tell him who I'd ended up with, he said he was going in and he would look after him for me
I think there must be a god after all