It's a manx cat my parents bought in 2005, when I was 11. I moved back into my mothers house several months ago due to unforeseen circumstances. The cat had never been to the vet other than to be vaccinated in 2005. Shes getting older, so recommended my mom took her to the vet to get a check up. She just said not because shes made it 14 years, and shes healthy. I took her to the vet anyway. And the vet said she was a little skinny, and her recommended she has some bloodwork done to test for hypothyroidism. I brought that up to my mom too, and again, her answer was "no, shes healthy" she does appear healthy, but that doesnt mean she is. My dog got diagnosed with cancer, and passed away a few days ago. I was so focused on my dog that I lost sight of the cat. I figured I would weigh the cat everyday, and if she lost weight than I would take her to get tested. My conscience took over, and I took her in today. The results wont be in for another couple days. They also want a fecal sample, which will be difficult to get because shes an outdoor cat, and I've never seen her poop in my life. I feel like my mother would rather let this cat die in pain than spend the money to take care of her. She feeds her and everything. But there is more to it than that. I asked a couple people, and they said that it's not my cat, and it's not my responsibility. But no matter who's animal it is, I cant stand by while it's being neglected. I always felt guilty with my dog. Because I felt I wasnt a good enough owners and now it seems I have to feel the same way with this cat.