On March 4 my boyfriend got a phone call from my dad asking if he knew of any good vets (my bf has rhodesian ridgebacks) and I knew straight away that something was seriously wrong with my baby boy Reebok.
The following morning we went to my dad's place so I could take Reebok to the vet. While waiting at the vet Reebok suddenly got very stressed and sunk his claws into my face, just above my eyebrow (that was the first time I was truely greatfull for wearing glasses).
When we finall got to see the vet I knew this was going to be the end and I had to make the hardest desision of my life, to have Reebok put to sleep
The vet then told me that he had internal bleeding as a result of being hit by a car.
For a cat that very, very rarely left the front yard it was an ironic way to go. I got him cremated and where ever I go, I know Reebok will always be with me.
He was born on Christmas day 1991 and I watched him being born and in that instant I knew he and I were destined to be together.
The following morning we went to my dad's place so I could take Reebok to the vet. While waiting at the vet Reebok suddenly got very stressed and sunk his claws into my face, just above my eyebrow (that was the first time I was truely greatfull for wearing glasses).
When we finall got to see the vet I knew this was going to be the end and I had to make the hardest desision of my life, to have Reebok put to sleep
For a cat that very, very rarely left the front yard it was an ironic way to go. I got him cremated and where ever I go, I know Reebok will always be with me.
He was born on Christmas day 1991 and I watched him being born and in that instant I knew he and I were destined to be together.