Friday afternoon, we took Meelo to the vet. He wasn’t quite himself for a couple of days. At the vet’s office, little man had a heart attack.
The vet did what he could and it seemed like he might pull through, but then Meelo went into cardiac arrest again (it seems so strange, but they do use the same terms for pets as they do for people) so I signed the euthanasia paper.
Meelo was five, and he was well-loved.