Mollymoo7523
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Has anyone else been through something like this?
Yesterday morning, my 7 and a half year old piggy was put to sleep. Although deep down I know we made the right decision, I can't shake the horrible feeling of guilt, and this is because, externally, she seemed totally fine just before it happened.
She had a huge bladder stone that could only be operated on- a huge procedure for an old pig. She was losing weight rapidly and had suspected kidney problems, so the vet would have wanted blood to test first, which is incredibly difficult and stressful for a pig of her size. If she had problems with her kidneys, I don't think they could do anything anyway.
She must have been in a huge amount of pain, but I can't take the image of her eating dandelions and sniffing around just before it happened- even though I know she wasn't, she seemed completely fine, and I can't help feeling like I put my best friend to sleep for no reason.
The only comfort I can find is that the vet said he thought that we had made the right decision.
Does anyone know how I'm feeling?
Yesterday morning, my 7 and a half year old piggy was put to sleep. Although deep down I know we made the right decision, I can't shake the horrible feeling of guilt, and this is because, externally, she seemed totally fine just before it happened.
She had a huge bladder stone that could only be operated on- a huge procedure for an old pig. She was losing weight rapidly and had suspected kidney problems, so the vet would have wanted blood to test first, which is incredibly difficult and stressful for a pig of her size. If she had problems with her kidneys, I don't think they could do anything anyway.
She must have been in a huge amount of pain, but I can't take the image of her eating dandelions and sniffing around just before it happened- even though I know she wasn't, she seemed completely fine, and I can't help feeling like I put my best friend to sleep for no reason.
The only comfort I can find is that the vet said he thought that we had made the right decision.
Does anyone know how I'm feeling?