Kasey has continued to deteriorate.
His back legs are getting so weak that when he stands, he struggles to keep his balance.
And for several days, he's spent most of his time hiding underneath the couch.
We have a vet appointment today at 3:45.
I knew this day was coming but that doesn't make it suck any less or help me not to feel like a total piece of shit.
Those of you who are pet lovers can surely understand.
ETA: I didn't have to put him down after all. My wallet's a little lighter, but so is my heart.