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Well, it depends on which part of the world you live in, back in my childhood, it didn't (couldn't) matter, a cat with disease means a bucket full of water to end its misery... you get the picture. The nasty-job-handler --- my grandma, she had to kill any ill fowls, animals, dogs, cats, pigs with only a bucket of water. Never I understood how she made these sorts of nasty work so easy. You guys should be feeling lucky for having vets anywhere you live.
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