So my much loved whippet boy (15y11months) was slowing down a lot - really noticeable since about the middle of the year.
He was profoundly deaf, resistant to walks and slept a lot (not unusual for the breed). I could tell he was in pain walking up and down stairs and infrequent bouts of vomiting and diahorrea.
I took him to the vet in early October for a wellness check. Vet agreed that old age was a factor and we set out to monitor him. She picked up a minor / new heart murmur at this visit.
Fast forward to 20th Oct when he started with diarrhoea - we treated him at home. He seemed lethargic but looked a bit brighter in 21st.
On the 22nd I got up to diahorrea in the lounge. My William looked so sad. He was shivering so I cleaned him up and covered him with extra blankets. He didn't have any food and refused his usual morning drink. I sensed he was very unwell and made an emergency vet appointment. He truly loathed the vets - would shake and shiver and be terrified, so I made a decision that if it was very serious I would not leave him there in his own and would discuss euthanasia with the vet.
We got him to the vet - I carried him in and he just lay in my arms (very unusual he was not a lap dog). The vet examined him and agreed that he was very poorly - with a high grade heart murmur.
The vet wanted to admit him, for tests and fluids (risky with the heart murmur). I didn't want to leave him there, terrified. So I made the decision to let him go peacefully. He was just laying in my arms not trying to get up, not shivering or shaking like he always did at the vet- they brought treats to tempt him to eat and he wouldn't.
He died in my arms and I am now haunted with what ifs. I keep thinking I should have admitted him. I feel so traumatised because I made a decision that the vet agreed even though she wanted to try and treat him.
She had never met him before (our usual vet knew how terrified of the vet he was).
Not sure why I am posting. I can't talk about it in real life - still too raw