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My boy Rey crossed the bridge yesterday. He was 15 yrs old. I had him since he was 6 wks old. His health was declining and his quality of life was so compromised. I mauled and mauled over the choice to have him put down. It was time. He was barely able to walk anymore (tripod w/arthritis) and beginning to go into kidney failure. I decided to have him put down at home. Just to keep his stress down and make this as peaceful for him as I could. His regular vet did not offer it and I found one that did that was local.
The vet arrived with an assistant. They explained the process to me. A medication would be given to relax him we would wait a few minutes then the final injection. They gave the med to relax him. He was scared an ran off to the bedroom.I laid besides him to calm him down. He got up and started walking back towards the front room I thought maybe he was going to the litter box but he went to his food bowl that in hallway off the living room where the vet was. He ate some of his food and after that got him back with the vet. They wrapped him in a blanket and shaved his front leg. He was really thrashing around, hissing, making noises I never heard before under this sedation medication they gave him. They were unable to get the catheter in his front leg so they attempted the rear leg. Again unable to get the catheter in . They gave another injection of sedation and tried his other rear leg. His cries, hissing were so loud, he wound up biting me in my arm while trying to place this cath. One more attempt for his other leg and still they could not get it in. I said enough. There has to be an easier way to do this. I said could this be finished at the hospital. The vet said she was going to suggest that. They took him back to the hosp and unfortunately I was unable to go with him. Vet said she would call when he crosses.
That was the most horrific experience my cat has endured. I feel as if I let him down while these blanks and towels were held over him and the pain and stress he endured. This was suppose to be peaceful for him and was anything but. I cant shake these images of his last moments from my mind and the guilt I feel from him having to endure all that.
His passing I know would be hard and I am going through the grief of that but it is so overshadowed by everything that happened to him prior that and not being able to be with him when he was finally put down. My heart is broken is so many pieces.....
The vet arrived with an assistant. They explained the process to me. A medication would be given to relax him we would wait a few minutes then the final injection. They gave the med to relax him. He was scared an ran off to the bedroom.I laid besides him to calm him down. He got up and started walking back towards the front room I thought maybe he was going to the litter box but he went to his food bowl that in hallway off the living room where the vet was. He ate some of his food and after that got him back with the vet. They wrapped him in a blanket and shaved his front leg. He was really thrashing around, hissing, making noises I never heard before under this sedation medication they gave him. They were unable to get the catheter in his front leg so they attempted the rear leg. Again unable to get the catheter in . They gave another injection of sedation and tried his other rear leg. His cries, hissing were so loud, he wound up biting me in my arm while trying to place this cath. One more attempt for his other leg and still they could not get it in. I said enough. There has to be an easier way to do this. I said could this be finished at the hospital. The vet said she was going to suggest that. They took him back to the hosp and unfortunately I was unable to go with him. Vet said she would call when he crosses.
That was the most horrific experience my cat has endured. I feel as if I let him down while these blanks and towels were held over him and the pain and stress he endured. This was suppose to be peaceful for him and was anything but. I cant shake these images of his last moments from my mind and the guilt I feel from him having to endure all that.
His passing I know would be hard and I am going through the grief of that but it is so overshadowed by everything that happened to him prior that and not being able to be with him when he was finally put down. My heart is broken is so many pieces.....
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