by Rachel
After his second surgery for a blocked urethra almost three weeks ago, Grayson seemed on the mend. I got him home a week and a half ago and his stitches were removed on Thursday. He became blocked again over the weekend and I rushed him to the emergency vet on Sunday and then to my vet Monday morning where the doctor performed surgery yet again to remove scar tissue from Grayson’s bladder and catheterize him. The vet seemed optimistic that the procedure Monday would work so long as we kept him catheterized for a month but Grayson took a turn for the worse last night. His kidneys were shutting down and his breathing was very labored. Brandon and I sat with him for an hour and a half past closing and I steeled myself for the inevitable and agonizing decision that would have to be made in the morning. My vet stopped back in the office at 12:30 a.m. (he’s an awesome man) and called me half an hour later to say that the time was now. I got to the office just in time to cup and stroke my beautiful baby’s head as he took his final, hitching breaths.
My heart is broken.
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