Meet Nebula. He came home with me on October 14th at 16 months old. Unfortunately, on our first vet visit on Halloween it was the end of his short fluffy life. I found out that he had a bad heart and at the time it was actively failing. Iβm happy that I was able to give him a boujee kitty month, introducing him to toys he loved playing with, great food he loved eating, a lap for his lovey intentions to lay on at any time during the day and a bed for him to ball up on and sleep on at night (me, Iβm the bed). I was his third home, his first home lied about taking him to the vet 4 months ago in which they wouldβve seen his heart murmur and inflamed lungs. Please take care of your little fur friends. I was and am his forever home.
RIP little guy, I hope you enjoyed the little amount of time we had together as much as I did. π€π
