My adored 20 year old cat has been on prednisolone and ranitidine for several years. For 15 years she was fit and well. For the last few years she has been getting progressively less well though still happy, mostly eating well and always affectionate.
For the last few months she has been grooming less, some matted hair on her back which she won't let me brush, eating less, rather constipated and had to have lactulose. Each time we've been to the vet in recent months she has lost weight and the vet has suggested she might not have too long.
On Thursday She had diarrhoea. We took her to the vet who examined her. I mentioned that we were going on holiday at the end of October and the vet said Lupin wouldn't be here by then and could suddenly deteriorate. Her breathing was a bit laboured and there was some fluid build up.
We brought her home, talked about it and decided we couldn't take the chance on a sudden deterioration. The vet came to the house on Friday night and we put her to sleep.
Before the vet came she scoffed tuna, seemed quite bright and certainly not at death's door. I'm now tortured. My fear that she would suddenly suffer terribly made me take the decision.
I alternate between being glad she died before she became very ill and feeling dreadful that I may have been too hasty.