I got a call from my father to quickly come over as my grandfather was in trouble. He woke up one morning and had a hard time breathing, eventually growing worse.
My grandfather whom i was extremely close with had choked on a piece of food about a week before, we thought he was ok and it had cleared on its own. I was 6 months pregnant with my 1st child.
Until now, I can't shake the feeling that if I had never found her, she probably would've still been alive. But then I was like, at least, at least she's not in pain anymore. I cried my eyeballs outright at there house.
It was at that moment I cried like I had nerve cried before. Sorry" My mom said with tears in her eyes. "Oreo died" "What?" "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you, but we tried to get her spayed, and the vet wasn't qualified, and she lasted 3 days in severe pain before she died. We were chilling at our family freidn's house, and my mom drops the bomb. Fast forward like 3 weeks, we're at the beginning of Feb, my birthday coming up. But my sister (she was 5-6 at the time), she kept trying to tell me something, but my mom was like "SHHHH, DON'T SAY ANYTHING!" and I was like "wut?". My mom comes back, and she doesn't say anything, she acts normal. But then went I came back to America, my mom and sister went again in December (we found her in the summer, around July-August). I said to leave her alone, and all of my cousin's. My mom and aunts wanted to get her spayed, so she wouldn't be like another cat we had (who also died ). We found her in Pakistan, and I guess we "unofficially" adopted her. My cat (oreo) died last year January, so it's been a little over a year since. Umm, mine seems a little minor next to all of these, but we've had so many cat deaths in our family, and they have died painfully, but this one was actually my cat in my grandma's house.
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