amariahellcat | (no subject)

She's gone. The bump was cancerous; it was affecting nerves in her back legs and she couldn't walk right. She'd been chewing at it because it was hurting her, so it bled and shavings were sticking to her. Her left eye had begun to get crusty when she slept, and she never went on her wheel or up her tube; she barely ate. She was suffering, so I had to let her go.

The worst part is, when I was holding her before the vet took her to put her down, she just sat there, cuddled up to my hand, like she knew what was happening and accepted it, like it was okay as long as I was with her in the end. God it just made me cry even more. I'm still a mess, I probably will be for a long time, but at least she's no longer in pain.

R.I.P. Snowflake, I love you and I miss you.