kgattrell
Alpha Buck
I unexpectedly lost my beautiful baby boy Fudge on Friday, he hadn't been ill as such. I thought he might have a bit of bladder sludge so took him to the vets on Thursday who started him on antibiotics, I have experience of this with his sister Ellie - as she has had this at least four times.
I awoke on Friday morning and he was a bit down, which I put down to him starting the medicine.. I got in from going out after work at nine and knew straight away something was up, so I shakily phoned the emergency vet and got them in the car and drove the 15 - 20 mins to get there but as I was pulling him up I could hear him fitting then he gave a cry... I begged him to hold on put as we got into the vets he stopped breathing and I knew I had lost him..
The emergency vets have given me a culture to get checked but said it looked like pus... I just feel so guilty if I hadn't gone to the pictures - if I had been home four hours earlier, would he still be with us... I'm awaiting the results back from the vets as to what happened - I just still can't believe he has gone
I just don't know what the best thing to do for Ellie is now, they have been together pretty much since day one almost together for nearly four years. I have tried spending more time with her - letting her know she is not alone - getting up an hour earlier just to lie in her room with her. She's not normally a cuddly bun well not with me but her and Fudge were inseparable. I picked her up yesterday for cwtches and she started digging on me - what was she trying to say. I'm spoiling her with treats..
Any ideas on how to make this easier on here, as no matter how hard it is for me it must be ten folds harder on her. It's heartbreaking watching her look for him...
I awoke on Friday morning and he was a bit down, which I put down to him starting the medicine.. I got in from going out after work at nine and knew straight away something was up, so I shakily phoned the emergency vet and got them in the car and drove the 15 - 20 mins to get there but as I was pulling him up I could hear him fitting then he gave a cry... I begged him to hold on put as we got into the vets he stopped breathing and I knew I had lost him..
The emergency vets have given me a culture to get checked but said it looked like pus... I just feel so guilty if I hadn't gone to the pictures - if I had been home four hours earlier, would he still be with us... I'm awaiting the results back from the vets as to what happened - I just still can't believe he has gone
I just don't know what the best thing to do for Ellie is now, they have been together pretty much since day one almost together for nearly four years. I have tried spending more time with her - letting her know she is not alone - getting up an hour earlier just to lie in her room with her. She's not normally a cuddly bun well not with me but her and Fudge were inseparable. I picked her up yesterday for cwtches and she started digging on me - what was she trying to say. I'm spoiling her with treats..
Any ideas on how to make this easier on here, as no matter how hard it is for me it must be ten folds harder on her. It's heartbreaking watching her look for him...