My heart is breaking. My Oscar was diagnosed with a fistula in the roof of his mouth that has turned out to be cancer. He has problems swallowing and eating it’s not easy for him to get anything down and has gotten bronchitis as a result. He essentially gags every-time he tries to eat. He is still alert and still jumps up when I open a can of food. I’ve never had to put a cat down that hasn’t told me it’s time. It really hurts but I know this isn’t quality of life for him living this way. I need some words for encouragement.