She told me that the poor kitty had to choose between a medicine that will make her feel ok, but slowly kill her, or she could skip the meds, live longer, but feel like shit.
Quality, or quantity are the choices.
So today I begin the slow murder of my geriatric kitty.
She's had 17 good years, and will probably still get one more. I guess we can't complain.
Hope your kitty has a comfortable year <3