I want to thank you guys for being so kind and gentle with me when he was going through such a hard time. It honestly made making this choice feel more manageable, even though logically there really wasn’t any other option.
He had initially bounced back with the insulin injections. Started gaining weight again, was sleeping with me in bed, snuggling on the couch- getting back to himself. Still drinking/peeing a ton, but cleaning him and our house 5x a day just became our new routine. Then this weekend it’s like a flip switched and he went right back to how he was a month ago. He lost all the weight (and more), meowing a ton, staying in the tub. I had an appointment already set, but called and they moved it up to yesterday. But 24 hours later and he wasn’t able to stand, we were petting him and he wasn’t even flinching or responding- the vet said he was basically comatose. At that point we had two options: take him to the university emergency room where they could give him round the clock care and he could maybe, possibly come out of it- or make the choice to humanely euthanize. I’m still struggling with our decision because I can’t help but feel like if money weren’t an issue we would have tried anything, but at that point I don’t know logically if that would have been the right choice for him or if we would have been doing that for us.
At the end of the day he went peacefully asleep in our arms. He was 15. My kids are a wreck. I’m a wreck. I wasn’t expecting it to hurt this much somehow. I’ve only ever lost my childhood dog, but James was mine. I adopted him when he was barely old enough to eat regular cat food, he’s moved with me all over the city, watched my babies come home and grow up. I guess I was just preparing myself for making the choice, I didn’t really think about how it would feel to be in our house without him.
Post by fortnightlily on Jan 11, 2024 16:24:30 GMT -5
I'm so sorry. Losing a pet really is so heartbreaking. I'm glad you got 15 years with him and I'm a firm believer that fewer interventions can often be the the kindest path. Feel free to share any pictures of your sweet boy.
beerlover,I’m sorry. I lost my little buddy a year ago and for a month or 2 after I questioned whether it was the right decision. I look back and realize it would have been more for me than him (not saying that’s the case for you but I know how hard it is to make that decision).
Oh my gosh I am so sorry. What an emotional roller coaster. Seeing him improve and then decline again must have been heart wrenching. I’m glad you got that extra time with him though. Sending hugs to you and your family.