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I'm really sorry to hear about Cartman's problems. I know where you're coming from because I went through something similar 3 years ago with my cat Teddy. He started out with what looked like, and what the vet initially treated as, chronic conjunctivitis, but it just never would get any better no matter what we put in it. So we took him to the veterinary ophthalmologist (big cough) down in Birmingham and had it biopsied and it turned out to be squamous-cell carcinoma. We knew the odds weren't very good but decided to have the eye removed and give him chemo. He was only 10 years old, which ain't young, but it's not that old either, and we just weren't ready to let him go yet. But if I had it to do over again, after seeing all the suffering he went through, I'd have never done it. He ended up having to be put down anyways and it would've been much easier for him to have done it when he was still relatively comfortable rather than waiting until he couldn't see in either eye, because the chemo did that to him, and he didn't know where he was or who we were. Sorry for the long and sad tale, but I guess I still feel the need to beat myself up for it.

Thanks frog... That helps. I think it's real similar to the reality we'd face... I think if money were no object, it'd be really easy to make the wrong choice here. I don't think he'd be better off if we did all that.

Many years ago my then 8yr old Maine Coon got feline leukemia. My vet and I tried every thing, to the point of daily trips to the vet 20 miles away. My 20lb cat went down to less than 8 pounds and finally couldn't even stand. It took my then husband having a very frank talk with me on what I was doing to Punkin and the horror I was putting him through because I wouldn't let go. I promised myself I would never again put any animal through that because I didn't want to lose them. It was an incredibly selfish act on my part and Punkin didn't deserve or appreciate it.