Yesterday I took the hardest decision of my life. I decided it was time for my cat Mami to stop suffering. I adopted her 17 years ago from the streets in Chile (where im from), she was pregnant. She was my friend, our bond was so strong. We moved to Switzerland 10 years ago and in the last two years I had the honor to take care of her in her senior times, feeding her in her mouth myself sometimes, brushing her with a little tooth brush that seemed to soothe her, cleaning her, taking her to endless vet appointments in the last few months. Yesterday I took her again because she was struggling with pain when trying to go to the bathroom and I thought, why am I trying to keep her any longer, is it for me? So I decided to take her pain away and turn it into my grief. She was only 1.4kg in the end. But I cant help feeling that i could have fought that last battle too, that I gave up. Im heartbroken, missing her with my entire being.