Bartender Geek

When Clyde was diagnosed with feline diabetes, I was told by the vet that he would live for about three more days and have a slow miserable death. The decision to put him to sleep was easy, so that he would avoid the pain. The difficult part was that Dad, Lis and Josh did not get to say a final goodbye. You will do what is best for the Boop as long as she lives a comfortable life.