I don't know whether anyone remembers me posting a while back worried about the condition of my BSH Fat Oscar. His fur was matting and he was just losing condition. Unfortunatly on the 26th May my sister found him under her bed, he was unable to breathe properly and his tongue was sticking out. We rushed him to the vets and the vet took a guess at the cause being a chest tumor. They did xrays and couldn't see anything because his lungs were full of fluid, unfortunatly when they drained the lungs they found that the fluid was blood. At which point they told us that the choices were to put him to sleep or he would drown, and there's no choice really there. He had a massive dose of sedative and didn't wake up, me and the OH and my dad were there with him until he died. Silly as it sounds when we first got there he was in a cage in a bin bag, with the oxgen machine pumping in to help him breathe, and I spoke to him and I think he knew I was there. Later on he was so out of it I don't think he knew - he didn't die in pain though, which is good. He went to be cremated on Monday, and we are going to scatter his ashes at the Pet Cemetary. My sister wants to do that so that he isn't lonely and has all the other pets to play with. I was going to write this sooner because I got a lot of help here, unfortuantly there was an underlying cause we couldn't do anything about, I just couldn't bring myself to write about it for a little bit. Anyway, he had a very happy life, was very loved and loved us very much too. He was only 5 though which makes it even harder to understand really.