We had to have our 11 year old cat put to sleep last week. She had end stage kidney failure. She'd had a kidney injury at the age of 2 and we were warned she'd probably only last a few more years but on a renal diet she was doing really well and naively I guess I just didn't think she'd go. I feel terrible because we'd been on holiday the week before and although we had a cat sitter coming in and a camera set up I feel if I'd been here I would have picked something was up with her sooner and maybe she could have been saved. I could tell something wasn't quite right with her the evening we got back and by the next day she went dramatically downhill and at the vet when they did her bloods they said only dialysis could have saved her.
We had a vet come out to the house to put her to sleep peacefully while we held her in our arms.
I have such an ache in my heart for her. I loved her so much. We still have her sister but the house doesn't feel right with just one cat. I've been crying every day since it happened. I can't bear the thought that I'll never see her again and I feel so guilty I wasn't with her the week before she died. The grief feels crushing.