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Last week I had my 12 year old cat Minnie put to sleep. What makes me feel guilty is that she was still spry and happy to be living with me. The problem was with the aggressive cancer on he chest area was swollen and was leaking blood and pus, which couldn't be controlled, even with antibiotics and antiseptics. She would come onto my bed and demand my attention in the mornings, which she never did before, which led me to assume that she was getting uncomfortable. The night before I took her to the vet, we had such a good time together and I paid special attention to her. The next day I had to take her out of her bed and put her into her carrier, and she made a fuss about that. She meowed until we got to the highway, and then she was quiet for the rest of the 7 mile drive.
We got to the vet and she was calm while the vet's assistant checked her vitals. The vet came in and she mentioned the option of getting into the sore area and cleaning it up. I asked her if it would control the infection until Minnie started to slow down, but she sounded doubtful. That's when I felt like it was hopeless, and then I decided to go with the euthanization. It went well...I had my right hand on her body and held my left hand under her chin and kissed her head and told her goodbye. She went quickly, quietly, and peacefully. After she passed on, I spent some time alone with her telling her how much I loved her and kissing her head and face until I left. I just feel so much regret right now for not holding on to her a little while longer. I can't help but feel that I was being pig headed. I feel like I robbed her of more happiness with me. I'm having her cremated and I'm keeping her ashes.
We got to the vet and she was calm while the vet's assistant checked her vitals. The vet came in and she mentioned the option of getting into the sore area and cleaning it up. I asked her if it would control the infection until Minnie started to slow down, but she sounded doubtful. That's when I felt like it was hopeless, and then I decided to go with the euthanization. It went well...I had my right hand on her body and held my left hand under her chin and kissed her head and told her goodbye. She went quickly, quietly, and peacefully. After she passed on, I spent some time alone with her telling her how much I loved her and kissing her head and face until I left. I just feel so much regret right now for not holding on to her a little while longer. I can't help but feel that I was being pig headed. I feel like I robbed her of more happiness with me. I'm having her cremated and I'm keeping her ashes.
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