When I lost my Gigi I thought I will never love another kitty and then we got Milo. He was the sweetest cat and my little Velcro boy. I loved him so much I couldn’t stand to be apart from him. I built him a catio so he had safe access to outside. I bought him from a reputable breeder to make sure he is healthy and I spent every penny I had spare on him and every minute of my time showing him how much I loved him. I WFH so we were inseparable.
He has persistent pneumonia and died yesterday during a procedure which was supposed to help diagnose him. He already had a course of antibiotics and his pneumonia reoccurred so the vet did a bronchial lavage test. He was only 8 months old he didn’t seem that ill he was playing and cuddling with me lots the day before. He was strong and I never thought his little heart would stop. How do I exist without him? Now I read the risk of death this procedure carries is 6% and I feel like a fool for not exploring other options :(
I am blaming myself I am blaming the vet it's just shocking and I don't know how to get through this.