He has been living on the street in a horrible state for months, yet people in the area have turned a blind eye to his suffering. If he had been saved sooner, he could have had a better chance of recovery ππ
Unfortunately, he was already in the final stages of cancer when our informer located him, and it appeared that he merely wanted us to rescue him so he wouldn't die alone on the street. Poor Bfoty died in his sleep three days after being rescued, while still receiving therapy at the vet facility. π’π’π’
It kills us to know that he died while we still had high hopes for him, but we suppose God didn't want him to suffer any longer. It's okay, Bfoty; you're no longer in pain, and you're free from this horrible world. May your soul rest peacefully, sweetie. πππ






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