I feel so guilty this morning. My darling Billy, my baby, died last night and I am so totally to blame.
Billy was only 2 1/2 and had always been the lively healthy guinea of my two. However, I thought he was losing weight but only a little because I knew Ben was putting on weight. How foolish was I not to weigh him.
Yesterday I found him, all fluffed up and poorly looking, lethargic with crusty eyes. We rushed him straight to the vets where they found that he had lost 500g and had a dental problem. He was scheduled for surgery this morning and we brought him home to syringe feed Recovery into him to prepare him.
I don't know what made me sit up with him last night but at about 2.15 he started what I can only describe as 'fitting' of sorts and he died in my arms about 10 minutes later.
He was the dearest little soul and I feel that I have let him down. I can't stop crying and know I'll never forgive myself for this. I miss him sooooo much.
Billy was only 2 1/2 and had always been the lively healthy guinea of my two. However, I thought he was losing weight but only a little because I knew Ben was putting on weight. How foolish was I not to weigh him.
Yesterday I found him, all fluffed up and poorly looking, lethargic with crusty eyes. We rushed him straight to the vets where they found that he had lost 500g and had a dental problem. He was scheduled for surgery this morning and we brought him home to syringe feed Recovery into him to prepare him.
I don't know what made me sit up with him last night but at about 2.15 he started what I can only describe as 'fitting' of sorts and he died in my arms about 10 minutes later.
He was the dearest little soul and I feel that I have let him down. I can't stop crying and know I'll never forgive myself for this. I miss him sooooo much.