They found her on the street very poorly and nursed her back to health. She’s a tiny thing and now since her last visit to the vets has both her sides shaved. Because of the steroids she’s on she is constantly hungry (as we found out when we fed her this weekend) and has the loudest meow despite her size! Sadly, she is terminally ill – but she’s making the most of every day and holding her own against 3 other cats.
I wonder if animals know when they are dying and if it changes their life perspective.
Cats are only ever themselves though – so every day is lived to the full. Even if for our cat that means sleeping all day 🙂