Sam is one of our two cats and he has been living with my mum before i was even born, and so has been living with me for my whole life.
Late last night my mum came into my room telling me that we are going to take him to be put down this morning. So a few hours ago, he was put to sleep, wich as you can image really upsets me, even as im typing this.
He hadnt been right since christmas, he weight just 4 pounds wich is about 7 pounds underweight, he also had a stomach tumor and his lungs were shutting down.
The waiting in the car before we took him inside to have him put to sleep killed me, knowing that it was my last few minutes with him, it also killed me to watch his body become lifeless when they stuck the needle in.
It makes me feel sad knowing that i am never going to hear him meow or see him walk ever again.

Thats him before he became unhealthy