I had to say goodbye to my sweet boy Hoggie today. He has been fighting a liver infection for the last month and a half. He seemed to be getting better, acting more himself and his bloodwork was improving. But over the last few days, I saw him start to decline again. No matter how much I fed him, he couldn't gain any weight. It wasn't that he wouldn't eat, his body just couldn't process the food effectively anymore. His blood tests yesterday came back very bad. As bad as when he first got sick. We had to face the fact that the liver infection was most likely secondary to cancer. As much as I didn't want to face it, I knew it was time to let him go. I couldn't put him through anymore and watch him get worse and in pain. He was so thin and weak but he was still my sweet boy, purring and giving me headbuts. I held in my arms and told him how much I loved him and kissed him until he was gone. Even thought my vet assured me it was time and I know I did everything in my power to make him better, it's so hard to let go. He was only 7 and I miss him so much already. I don't know if Bells understands he isn;t coming back yet since he was gone so the last month at the hospital. At least he got to be home the last couple weeks where he was happy. Sorry this is so long but I know everyone here will understand.