Pretty sure I’m going to have to put my beautiful baby boy to rest on Monday. He’s been getting very lethargic and lost his appetite. Spent 48 hours at the vet and he was treated for pancreatitis, kidney disease, and now we find heart failure. He’s back home with all the meds he could need and he’s comfortable.
He’s my 17 year old very special boy. We’ve been extremely lucky with only 2 minor health issues that needed vet care and otherwise normal visits with clean bills of health. He’s always been very strong (if very picky when it comes to eating) and he’s been with me through the death of my mother and father.
Im honestly feeling pretty lost right now, but every time I look at him I can’t help but feel it’s time. He’s got the best chance the vet can give him, but I still don’t want to watch him suffer.
I really don’t have much faith, but if you do, please pray for Bear.
Edit: Bear was laid to rest at 10:50am. It was extremely fast and he was so out of it he barely felt a thing. His suffering is over and so mine begins.
Not OP, but I had to take my little buddy to got to the vet under dire circumstances. I held him, wrapped in a towel for warmth, like a baby. I talked to him and he talked back but never opened his eyes. I couldn’t be in the room when they gave him the shot or after. Now I’m crying.