My aunt died this afternoon. I was expecting this. My dad called to tell me after I got home from work.
Then he told me they were taking the cat to the emergency vet because he was having trouble peeing. They got home and sent me a message that said
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the vet just called to say Stripes may need surgery to remove stones from his bladder. don't know is we want to spend thousands of $$ for that.. we had to pay 60% of the estimated bill tonight which came to $1476.00 we may have to put him to sleep
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If he needs surgery they're looking at $5000 in vet bills.
Seems like a poor reason to let him die.
And it's the stupid cat, not my aunt, that's making me cry.