I'm a vet. Yesterday, I was working slightly sick, sleep deprived and had a crazy busy day where I was juggling 5 sick patients while doing consults. I pushed through. But the last consult of the day - there was a 14 yo cat, Steven. He was such a beautiful cat. So friendly, curious and loving. I diagnosed him with diabetes and the owner told me - "No. I'm not going to medicate my cat once a day. He's an animal." Guys, I felt so defeated. It wasn't even the money issue. The owner was happy to pay for diagnostics and treatment if it was one off. But it was the effort that went into the treatment. 14 years Steven trusted her. And when he needed her the most, she threw him away like a broken toy. He deserves so much better than that. I cried at home. I cried for the first time about my work in years. I've grown a thick skin. I've gotten used to the unfairness of the world. But I don't know. Steven just deserved so much better. I look at my cat in all his beauty and glory this morning and I tell him over and over I'm never going to let anything bad ever happen to you. You will never be alone.