My mom just had to put Hobo Joe down this morning. He was a 3 year old stray that they adopted just about 2 months ago. He was so sweet and sociable. Just a really special cat. Of course, the other three cats that live there – Stanley, The Dude, and Henry - weren’t so thrilled with him.
Anyway, they found out this morning that he was diabetic. I guess it was severe enough that the vet wasn’t very hopeful that even daily shots would help. My mom and dad talked about it and decided that he’d had a good life for the past two months and they didn’t want him to end up going out on a painful note. So, they chose to put him to sleep. My mom held him and scratched his head while the doc gave him the shot.
I only knew him for two months and I’ve been blubbering for three hours.
I'm so sad... RIP Joe
God bless your parents for giving him a happy life while they could. 
