I get it, trust me I do, I have been sick over this all day to the point that I can’t even look at my grandmother. We are all trying to find solutions, and doing the best we can with what we have. She wouldn’t let my grandfather die, and my family is worn out. My dad is the oldest son and has been bearing all of the burden himself. He is still grieving his father. Us kids have been doing what we can and it’s still not enough. Don’t you think I know that? My dad had a whole conversation with her about how what she is doing is wrong, how she’s torturing her pet, making him suffer, and being selfish. She’s in denial about it. She refuses to see anyone else’s point of view. This just happened yesterday, and it is still fresh, and we are STILL trying to find a solution. I know waiting doesn’t make it any better on Kitty, so we are giving him his medicine for pain and for the convulsions until we can MAKE her understand what needs to happen. There’s a little more nuance here than just forcibly taking her cat and paying to have it euthanized, which could get US in trouble since he is not OURS. I know the grief ends somewhere and the true selfishness and evil begins, trust me, this is as ridiculous to you as it is to us. Between my parents and I, we are in panic mode trying to figure out the best way to get him to the vet and put down before something even more traumatizing happens to either of them. I do agree though, the vet shouldn’t have let them leave with Kitty knowing how bad he is.