Yesterday, we had our beloved JRT put down. He was a rescue. We got him 11.5 yrs ago. We think he was 1 -2 years old then. So he was 13 ish.
Over the last few weeks, he suddenly got very old. He lost loads of weight. He stopped attempting the stairs or jumping on the sofa, stopped being excited to get up in the morning, instead waiting for me to pick him up. His breathing was faster and more pronounced iykwim. He stopped barking at the postman.
But he was eating normally and was still happy to wander and have a good sniff about outside. When I got home he'd still come and greet me with a little wag.
2 wks ago, I took him to the vet. She said he'd got a significant heart murmur.
The thing was, we are incredibly broke at the moment as I've only recently returned to work after a year off having treatment for breast cancer, 6 months of which were on half pay so we have nothing spare. We had pet insurance but with a large excess.
Consequently we just didn't have the funds for a battery of tests - even a blood test would have been £150. We scraped together enough for some heart tablets and painkillers to try for a fortnight to see if they made any great difference, but the vet said it could well just be that he was an old boy and everything was starting to fail.
The medication didn't really have any effect - he did once climb the stairs during the fortnight and yesterday was a bit excited to get up, but mostly there was no change and since Wednesday he'd been tearing his fur out in massive chunks.
So the decision was made to have him pts yesterday which I had to borrow the money for. He was sweet and trusting to the very end.
I am heartbroken but today feel so horrendously guilty. What if I could have afforded tests and it was something we could have treated that would have given him quality of life for another year or two? He was my sweet boy and he's dead because I was broke, basically. My vaguely sensible head says I actually wouldn't have put him through loads of tests due to the state he was in even if I'd had plenty of money but guilt is eating me up today.