This morning my six month old kitten sadly passed away. She'd been ill for a few weeks but the vet wouldn't believe me (I've taken her there 3 times over the last month). First occasion she was given five days of antibiotics. On the second two times I was told she was fine and I just hadn't found the food she likes yet
A bit of context, I'm not in the UK and vets here are few and far between. I was told this vet was the best of the best and drove an hour each time to get there. I knew she was sick and even though I did all I could I can't help but feel so guilty for allowing this to happen. Just last night I was looking at vets over the boarder in the neighbouring country where they might be better equipped and was preparing to take her there this weekend, but unfortunately it was too late.
I'm upset, my five year old daughter is devastated and my other cat is wandering up and down the house looking for her sister.
Don't know what I wanted from this post but just needed to let it out I guess.
Rest well, sweet Rosie.