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Input: Lemme give you a short backstory; My brother found a cat and our parents let us keep her. Well, she was pregnant when we found her and gave birth to 4 healthy kittens. Our parents wouldn't let us keep all of them but we begged, they gave in but made us compromise that we can only keep two. one for me and one for my brother while the mom will be the 'family cat'. We agreed and picked our own. My cat and i bonded well, he would come to me when I call his name but if someone else called his name, he wouldn't go to them. there has been countless nights where he would sleep beside me and never get in my way. Sometimes i would open the window (my bedroom's on 2nd story) and he would be there waiting to get in so he can sleep with me.  
When I went to college, my parents would always tell em how he always look for me atleast once or twice a week.   
After I graduated, he was too old to relocate so I thought it was best for him to stay there because he sent his entire life there and he was starting to get old as well.
I always visit home for the holidays and he would greet me.   
This year has been his bad year, the old age had finally got to him to the point he's limping, blind in one eye, and peeing in the kitchen. It was his time to be put to sleep soon and I agreed and made plans to be there for him when they put him to sleep. 
My mom just texted me and informed me that they want to put my cat to sleep before i get there because he started to pee in the kitchen almost regularly.  
I tried to reason with her (just two more weeks) but she wouldn't listen so I blew up at her about how unfair it was because she didn't keep her promise of waiting for me to get there and how thoughtless she was.  
I just thought back of last Christmas when he already had arthritis and he still limped upstairs just so he could sleep with me, the thought of it already made me teared up because he went through al of that just to be by my side and I couldn't be by his for his last moment.  
I know my parents is getting the brunt of caring for him and having to clean up his mess but I just wanted to be there.

Sorry for a long post so reddit, AITA?

not letting my cat die soon and yelling at my mom