I had a diabetic cat, he lived to the age of 18. He was a total asshole, but I loved him enough to give him insulin shots every 12 hours, every day. It made traveling out of town a pain, and it was expensive. I ended up buying my coworker’s child’s open insulin bottles off of her because it was cheaper (it was the mom’s idea, the insulin was just gonna be thrown out anyway).
I did feel a sense of relief when he finally died, but he was worth the effort.
I had a diabetic cat, he lived to the age of 18. He was a total asshole, but I loved him enough to give him insulin shots every 12 hours, every day. It made traveling out of town a pain, and it was expensive. I ended up buying my coworker’s child’s open insulin bottles off of her because it was cheaper (it was the mom’s idea, the insulin was just gonna be thrown out anyway).
I did feel a sense of relief when he finally died, but he was worth the effort.