My poor gorgeous boy was put to sleep last night at the age of 4. I had been in the house all morning with him, he curled up on a bin bag on the bed while I was clearing out the wardrobe. I even gave him kisses and cuddles and tickles under his chin and he was so sleepy I thought it was cute. Cut to half seven coming home and putting DD to bed he is laying in the landing, gets up and staggers away. Really staggers. Cue rush to the vet and within an hour, after blood tests, I'm holding him saying goodbye. So tiny in death. I feel I have let him down so much and have betrayed him by signing to have him PTS. Vet was very honest from the consultation, very concerned. When blood results came back she was so sweet and went through them with me, explained that his kidneys were failing, he was in renal failure. She explained the options, PTS or an alcohol type drip, and explained there was a next to no chance he would recover. He was so out of it and quiet, he didn't even look like my boy, but I was at his head whispering our love for him and kissing and stroking him, I hope he heard me. It's like a bloody nightmare. I know it will get better but this feeling of guilt and loss is overwhelming.
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