We had to have Kiyone PTS this morning
. She's been very difficult about taking her meds lately and yesterday she wasn't eating or drinking anything at all. She's always been a dainty eater, but she's never turned her nose up at food. Her breathing got more and more labored as the day went on; with it being July 4th, our vet was closed. We figured she'd be able to make it through the night and we would take her into our vet this morning, rather than take her to the e-vet.
I sat with her for part of the morning, until we had to leave for the vet. She gave me kisses, then just laid on my lap.
Even though we did everything we could (all the different meds, the Ensure and baby food, until she was diagnosed with CHF, and everything after that) and the vet even said there was nothing else we
could do, I still feel like we didn't do enough for her. I haven't been able to stop crying - every time I think about her, I start crying again. I just hope her sister will be okay; she has other cagemates, but I still worry that she's going to be depressed with her sister gone.
Play hard at the bridge, my sweet, dainty smeezie girl. We'll miss you so much.
