I had already gone to bed last night when OH came home from a rehearsal to tell me he's found a cat who was just laying there and struggling to breathe and that he needed my help. Of course, I jumped out of bed and we went to see her. She was a pure white, petite cat who was laying very flat. When I stroked her I thought she was dead but when I touched her body gently, she let out a low moan so I knew we had to get her in quick. We put her in a blanket and carried her in so we could ring the emergency vet. She was gasping for breath and fighting but sadly died on the way to the vet. We were actually relieved as we didn't want her suffering to be any more drawn out than it needed to be.
The vet thought her to be around 3-4 yrs old and she is microchipped so her family would have been informed this morning.
I am just glad we found her so she had someone stroking her head gently and speaking softly to her as she went over to the bridge.
RIP swett little white cat xxx