Yesterday afternoon, I made the decision to put my Fiona down. She was only 4 years old, but was diagnosed with PKD last month. She had no function in her one kidney, and very little left in the other. She was sent home to live out her remaining days with me. I did extensive research and started her on several supplements to help keep her as comfortable as possible. They did help a bit, but last week she really went down hill. At the end, she wasn't eating or drinking, refused to be pet, and the morning I made the decision, her back legs gave out on her and she could barely walk. Right before her appointment, she lay in her bed under the window in the sun, and was so still I thought she was already gone. I thought about leaving her there to pass in her bed at home, but I was also worried that it was going to take a lot longer that I thought and I didn't want her suffering.
When we got to the vet, they drew blood upon my request, I just wanted to know that she was too far gone for any other treatments. The vet said her kidney levels were so high that the machine could not read them. I knew that was going to be the answer, but I just had to KNOW, if you know what I mean. I asked if I could go in and was told that because of Covid, we couldn't go inside but they would allow me to have it done outside. I thought that was a beautiful idea. She went quickly with the sun and the wind on her fur, looking out at the trees. She was gone almost immediately. She came home with us and was burried next to my family's pet cat Barnaby that had passed about a year and a half ago. I can only hope that they are now together, and that Barnaby is teaching her how to properly catch a mouse.
She would hold them down with her paw, but then yell at her humans to take care of it for her. She had the most grumpy face, and always looked disappointed with you. But every time you sat on the couch, she would jump up and groom your hair for you. She loved to cuddle, and I think that is what I will miss most of all. I am at peace with my decision, but there is a small part of me that left with her. She was my baby, and I am just thankful she's no longer in pain.
When we got to the vet, they drew blood upon my request, I just wanted to know that she was too far gone for any other treatments. The vet said her kidney levels were so high that the machine could not read them. I knew that was going to be the answer, but I just had to KNOW, if you know what I mean. I asked if I could go in and was told that because of Covid, we couldn't go inside but they would allow me to have it done outside. I thought that was a beautiful idea. She went quickly with the sun and the wind on her fur, looking out at the trees. She was gone almost immediately. She came home with us and was burried next to my family's pet cat Barnaby that had passed about a year and a half ago. I can only hope that they are now together, and that Barnaby is teaching her how to properly catch a mouse.
She would hold them down with her paw, but then yell at her humans to take care of it for her. She had the most grumpy face, and always looked disappointed with you. But every time you sat on the couch, she would jump up and groom your hair for you. She loved to cuddle, and I think that is what I will miss most of all. I am at peace with my decision, but there is a small part of me that left with her. She was my baby, and I am just thankful she's no longer in pain.