Hi,
I took my cat Libby to have a dental on Wednesday. She's not too old but her teeth were quite bad, and I was worried as she was having difficulty chewing her food, but asides that she was fine.
Anyway I gave her no food from the night before as the vet told me, so that morning she was meowing for her breakfast which I didn't give her, then I put her in her basket which she didn't like. She cried all the way to the vets and I didn't say goodbye as I thought she'd be coming home that evening. The vet phoned me about midday and told me Libby was gone. She'd got through the surgery but had had a heart attack as she came round and they couldn't revive her. It felt so wrong, so unreal, just not right that this was happening.
Even though I had done everything - opted for all the expensive anethetics and blood tests she still didn't make it.
I feel so guilty, because she could be here right now, and because I'm afraid she felt I had abandoned her, I'm afraid she felt I had betrayed her. I'm worried she was scared when she died.
I miss how she insisted she had to sleep on me all night, how she'd tell me what colour she was ("what colour are you Libby?" - "Brrown!") and how she'd sit on my shoulder like a parrot, and how she'd nibble my chin when she wanted attention.
I miss her so much.