My cat is 22 years old, grew up together, she has been with me all my life. A few weeks ago I started eating badly, lost weight, stopped drinking. She was taken to the veterinarian, there she was put in a dropper and told that it was better to fall asleep, as the kidneys and liver were most likely rejected.
brought home. Katie didn’t get up for a few days. All this time I drank her with grass and fed her with a spoonful of veterinary medicinal food. Every hour, a little visit. The acquaintances who went to the guests in one voice said that the cat would soon die, she stopped getting up, did not go to the toilet.
A few days ago, I heard a loud sound in the hallway. It was Murka. She wrote in my new shoes. The kidneys worked.
I felt great joy only the next day when she was pumping up on the floor in the toilet.
Why am I this? Take care of your animals, help them and always give them a chance. Even if they are older than your students.