Noah & me (GA)
Member Since 2016
A little background is essential. Cynthia and I have never disagreed (and are not doing so now) about when it's time to go. With Nigel we took him home and what we thought might be a pain free week turned into 48 hours. When Jacob's ulcer was finally diagnosed as a painful cancer we brought him in the next morning. The worst experience was Kobiashi who was already very old and had an embolism break loose somewhere, rapid weight loss, then a cardiac event. On a Thursday night before a long weekend it was 99% certain his heart would give out very soon and we didn't want him suffering in an hour long car ride to emergency to be poked and prodded by strangers. He had a very rough life and came to us after being abandoned in an empty house. We made the decision to end his suffering on the spot.
I made an appointment for Noah on Wednesday so his vet since he was born would be there. She phoned me today urging us to have him tested tomorrow (Tuesday) for pancreatitis. I mumbled a maybe.
Below is what he looked like on Saturday even after he stopped eating. Now I am syringe feeding him and he hates me for it. He has not moved from his basket at the front door for 48 hours and has lost so much weight Cynthia burst into tears when she picked him up.
His teeth are all rotten and cannot be pulled, he has cardiomyopathy and his heart is so enlarged it has broken through the cardiac sac and is pressing on other organs. He hasn't had a bowel movement since Friday.
I have never had to deal with pancreatitis but unless the treatment involves God we are not wanting to put him through any more. He has not been weighed in a long time but I can safely say he is less than 1/2 his ideal body weight.
I never thought I'd have to ask this question but are doing the right thing? I cannot imagine any scenario that would extend his life past Christmas. He must be in organ failure right now. The appointment is tomorrow at 11AM. Please be honest.
I made an appointment for Noah on Wednesday so his vet since he was born would be there. She phoned me today urging us to have him tested tomorrow (Tuesday) for pancreatitis. I mumbled a maybe.
Below is what he looked like on Saturday even after he stopped eating. Now I am syringe feeding him and he hates me for it. He has not moved from his basket at the front door for 48 hours and has lost so much weight Cynthia burst into tears when she picked him up.
His teeth are all rotten and cannot be pulled, he has cardiomyopathy and his heart is so enlarged it has broken through the cardiac sac and is pressing on other organs. He hasn't had a bowel movement since Friday.
I have never had to deal with pancreatitis but unless the treatment involves God we are not wanting to put him through any more. He has not been weighed in a long time but I can safely say he is less than 1/2 his ideal body weight.
I never thought I'd have to ask this question but are doing the right thing? I cannot imagine any scenario that would extend his life past Christmas. He must be in organ failure right now. The appointment is tomorrow at 11AM. Please be honest.


