We had to day goodbye

[u/Mess1na]

This was Bentley. Bentley was part tuxedo, part cowcat, but I joined this sub before I had knowledge about cow cats, and just stayed. Because I love the vibe here.

Bentley couldn't pee on the evening of the 10th. I noticed practically directly, and got him picked up by an animal ambulance because my son was already in bed. They took him to an emergency vet. They confirmed he had bladder Stones and crystals and admitted him. Tuesday they informed me he was doing okay. They would remove his catheter and see if the blockage would be gone. It wasn't, so he got his second catheter, and me and my 7 year old son could visit him on wednesday. He looked sick, but was so happy to see me. Sadly, Bentley got a bleeding in his bladder because he managed to yank out his catheter. The vet monitored him, but let me know on friday she tought a third catheter would be do more harm than good. Long story short, I picked him up on friday with antibiotics, painkillers and diazepam to (hopefully) relax his urinary tract enough. Saturday went okay. He peed a little, which gave me hope. I didn't notice any blood. He cuddled with me and our other cat. I really thought things would be okay...

When I woke up sunday, there was blood. So much blood. He was awake, but clearly in pain. I gave him painkillers and called the vet, where he was euthanised.

This is the short version of the story. I miss him. Bentley was almost 5 years old. I feel guilty, even though the vet assured me I did "enough".

My (autistic) 7 year old is missing his buddy too. I knew he loved Bentley, but I didn't know this loss would hit him so hard.

And my other cat, Kyra, seems to be depressed. She misses her "brother" too.

I hope by writing this, it will help with my healing. And now, Bentley will be forever on Reddit.

I miss you, Bentley. I love you.

[u/notrapunzel]

You truly did everything correctly. You really did. You didn't just sit around and wait until morning that first time you recognized the problem, you got that ambulance sorted right away. You gave him the best chance he could have had.

Such a loving family he had! The pain you and your little boy are feeling, and that your other kitty is going through, is because of all that love. So when you are all hurting bad, remember that it's because you have loved him so much, and that he knew that love while he was with you. He felt it and he thrived in it. It takes a painful form right now. But it was full of warmth and joy and comfort in his lifetime. In time, you'll be looking back with a more joyful and nostalgic love, but it's ok that it hurts right now. It's still love. ❤️