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I had to take my Diddie to be PTS yesterday as he was very unwell (lump in his stomach and underneath his chin (I can’t remember whether the vet said that those were just swollen lymphnodes or tumours as well)). He had lost his voice and was so lethargic and changed in character; he also had fresh blood in his stools.

It was the first time I had to take a cat to be PTS; my previous two cats died by themselves.

I am very sad but felt such relief very quickly afterwards. I took him to the vet last Friday and had arranged a one-week follow-up for him this Friday; I had agreed to a one-week steroid injection, somewhat hoping that it might have an effect but really knowing that it was just because I would not have been able to have him PTS there and then and to give my son, partner, and me a chance to have last cuddles.

Pretty much from the evening of his first appointment onward I considered taking him back sooner. I was so worried and distressed as we just don’t know how much in pain they are, do we? It seemed cruel to keep him alive until this Friday. He ate yesterday morning after I put him in front of the bowl but when I held a bowl in front of his nose at lunchtime he turned his head away. When I cuddled up to him on the settee he climbed one last time onto my hip, a place he liked to sit on from the very first night with me at the end of December 2013.

I held him and am comforted by how quickly he went and how peacefully so. I don’t think I will have cried my last tears over him.

I brought him home so Prince Shafi and Lotte can sniff him and, hopefully, realise what has happened and then buried him in the graveyard I live next to earlier today.

My magnificent little Diddie, Dids - named after my late oldest brother. My little panther.

Will add some photos in a mo.
 
(((Schmetterling))) as sad as it is, at least it was peaceful in the end and you got those last cuddles x
 
Schmetterling said:
I had to take my Diddie to be PTS yesterday as he was very unwell (lump in his stomach and underneath his chin (I can’t remember whether the vet said that those were just swollen lymphnodes or tumours as well)). He had lost his voice and was so lethargic and changed in character; he also had fresh blood in his stools.

It was the first time I had to take a cat to be PTS; my previous two cats died by themselves.

I am very sad but felt such relief very quickly afterwards. I took him to the vet last Friday and had arranged a one-week follow-up for him this Friday; I had agreed to a one-week steroid injection, somewhat hoping that it might have an effect but really knowing that it was just because I would not have been able to have him PTS there and then and to give my son, partner, and me a chance to have last cuddles.

Pretty much from the evening of his first appointment onward I considered taking him back sooner. I was so worried and distressed as we just don’t know how much in pain they are, do we? It seemed cruel to keep him alive until this Friday. He ate yesterday morning after I put him in front of the bowl but when I held a bowl in front of his nose at lunchtime he turned his head away. When I cuddled up to him on the settee he climbed one last time onto my hip, a place he liked to sit on from the very first night with me at the end of December 2013.

I held him and am comforted by how quickly he went and how peacefully so. I don’t think I will have cried my last tears over him.

I brought him home so Prince Shafi and Lotte can sniff him and, hopefully, realise what has happened and then buried him in the graveyard I live next to earlier today.

My magnificent little Diddie, Dids - named after my late oldest brother. My little panther.

Will add some photos in a mo.
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Sorry to read that Schmetterling RIP Diddie.
 
Schmetterling said:
I had to take my Diddie to be PTS yesterday as he was very unwell (lump in his stomach and underneath his chin (I can’t remember whether the vet said that those were just swollen lymphnodes or tumours as well)). He had lost his voice and was so lethargic and changed in character; he also had fresh blood in his stools.

It was the first time I had to take a cat to be PTS; my previous two cats died by themselves.

I am very sad but felt such relief very quickly afterwards. I took him to the vet last Friday and had arranged a one-week follow-up for him this Friday; I had agreed to a one-week steroid injection, somewhat hoping that it might have an effect but really knowing that it was just because I would not have been able to have him PTS there and then and to give my son, partner, and me a chance to have last cuddles.

Pretty much from the evening of his first appointment onward I considered taking him back sooner. I was so worried and distressed as we just don’t know how much in pain they are, do we? It seemed cruel to keep him alive until this Friday. He ate yesterday morning after I put him in front of the bowl but when I held a bowl in front of his nose at lunchtime he turned his head away. When I cuddled up to him on the settee he climbed one last time onto my hip, a place he liked to sit on from the very first night with me at the end of December 2013.

I held him and am comforted by how quickly he went and how peacefully so. I don’t think I will have cried my last tears over him.

I brought him home so Prince Shafi and Lotte can sniff him and, hopefully, realise what has happened and then buried him in the graveyard I live next to earlier today.

My magnificent little Diddie, Dids - named after my late oldest brother. My little panther.

Will add some photos in a mo.
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So sorry to hear that.
 
Schmetterling said:
I had to take my Diddie to be PTS yesterday as he was very unwell (lump in his stomach and underneath his chin (I can’t remember whether the vet said that those were just swollen lymphnodes or tumours as well)). He had lost his voice and was so lethargic and changed in character; he also had fresh blood in his stools.

It was the first time I had to take a cat to be PTS; my previous two cats died by themselves.

I am very sad but felt such relief very quickly afterwards. I took him to the vet last Friday and had arranged a one-week follow-up for him this Friday; I had agreed to a one-week steroid injection, somewhat hoping that it might have an effect but really knowing that it was just because I would not have been able to have him PTS there and then and to give my son, partner, and me a chance to have last cuddles.

Pretty much from the evening of his first appointment onward I considered taking him back sooner. I was so worried and distressed as we just don’t know how much in pain they are, do we? It seemed cruel to keep him alive until this Friday. He ate yesterday morning after I put him in front of the bowl but when I held a bowl in front of his nose at lunchtime he turned his head away. When I cuddled up to him on the settee he climbed one last time onto my hip, a place he liked to sit on from the very first night with me at the end of December 2013.

I held him and am comforted by how quickly he went and how peacefully so. I don’t think I will have cried my last tears over him.

I brought him home so Prince Shafi and Lotte can sniff him and, hopefully, realise what has happened and then buried him in the graveyard I live next to earlier today.

My magnificent little Diddie, Dids - named after my late oldest brother. My little panther.

Will add some photos in a mo.
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It’s the last great service you can do for them. Our Buttons’ final moments were much the same even if it broke my heart. 😔
 
So sorry for your loss, it's never easy and it really is the toughest part of having a pet sharing your life
 
Schmetterling - I am so sorry for your loss.
Deciding when is the right time to let an unwell cat go is always difficult and heartrending - it is such a massive responsibility, it isn't possible to love them and care for them their whole lives and then not have that end of life situation weigh heavy on us.
What a beautiful boy. Rest in peace, Dids. xx
 
I’m so sorry for your loss Schmetterling. We welcome animals into our lives knowing they will break our hearts, no matter how and when they leave us. RIP Diddie xxx
 
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