The SPCA just called me and the cat has gotten worse, he is bleeding from the nose, mouth breathing and running a fewer.
So, they advised me they will put him to sleep.
Even though I actually only had the cat for 5 days, I bonded with it and gave it a name and loved it. Actually I started to love it when I found it one day on my stoop on one of the coldest days of December, and when I started to feed it, and getting it to trust me.
I feel responsible as it was my actions that brought him to the SPCA and eventually this moment of passing.
But I also comfort myself knowing that for his time here, he was loved and he lived like a spoiled house cat rather than a cold scared hungry abandoned cat.
RIP little Booda.
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