Pinkies final hours

Brief account of a cat with feline leukemia being put down and brought back up. All animals exist for our own entertainment. ?. EDIT: After seeing the responses, I felt I should address them. This cat had a tumor in it's mouth and could no longer chew. Eating was his favorite pastime. His was becoming a life of suffering and we didn't want to prolong that. I've been filming Pinky since he was a kitten. We found him in a pipe in an industrial yard; dirty and hungry. We gave him a good home and cared for him until he caught this incurable sickness. That I filmed this segment of his life is due to the fact that I don't want to ignore death and have it happen behind closed doors. I want to recognize it as an intrinsic part of life. Most people prefer to watch videos of kittens playing and pretend that's all that their lives consist of. Self-deception. In regards to the happy ending, it has a lot to do with how you think a dead body should be treated. I think it's sick that people dress their animals up in cute costumes for halloween even though they're clearly miserable. All for their own perverse entertainment. Pinky liked to dance when he was alive and by having him dance in death we paid tribute to his memory. People dress the dead up in their favorite clothes for open casket funerals all the time. They're trying to honor the spirit of the dead person, not the actual inanimate mass of cold lifeless flesh. This is how I honored Pinky.