My son and girlfriend adopted Roman at the age of three in 2015. When they broke up Matt moved in with me and brought Roman and Leala five years ago. 2.5 years ago Matt was laid off and moved to Ohio and i became guardian of his cats. Roman had FIV which in humans acts like Aids and affects their ability to fight off illnesses. He wasn’t feeling well last week so on Thursday I took him to an emergency Vet hospital 35 miles from home. They did bloodwork and his bloodwork showed signs of infection. I left him overnight so they could administer antibiotics and a feeding tube. 24 hours later I went back and they said his bloodwork was way worse and he would probably live three days. I asked the doctor if another 24 hours would help and she said no so I held him for 40 minutes crying my eyes out. Then they came in to put him to sleep. The day he went in Bandit my outside Feral let me pet him. When I came home from putting Roman to sleep Bandit came over to the patio door and laid beside me while I pet him. I do believe God gave me a crutch to lean on. I love and miss you Roman.
Animals are one of the biggest blessings in life and will love you when you are convinced nobody else does. Having to make that agonizing decision to keep them from suffering never gets easier, no matter how many times you have to make it. I'm glad you got to walk thru life together within the time you had. He'll be waiting at The Rainbow Bridge for you! R.I.P. Roman.
