Otis was the first pet we got when I moved out with my partner 14 years ago, he was the biggest softie.
In early Jan 2020 he started peeing outside of the litter tray and we took him to the vets, they treated him for a kidney infection & he got better for a few days, then went downhill...weight dropped off, he wasn't eating and generally looked miserable....the sparkle in his eyes had gone. I called the vet last night & they told me to bring him in at 5pm, the vet was lovely, said she wanted to give IV fluids & do some blood work to establish what was going on. At 7pm the vet called back to say the blood work showed kidney failure & the kindest thing would be to PTS 😪
I know this was the right decision, but my guilt at not being there to snuggle him in his final moments is killing me, he was my baby before I had my babies 😭
Sleep tight my lovely boy 💔