Thanks everyone
I didn't get any of your responses before I took off from work. He found a place that was only $15 for the visit and we took him there wrapped in a big cozy blanket. I filled out the paperwork (and we realized that he was 17 not 16) and they put us in a scummy room where we were seen by a man who barely spoke english and had a scabby herpy on his lip. He told us "Well he very bad" with a shrug... He may as well have been telling us that we should change his food. He said he could do tests etc etc but he kept shrugging at us like it was no big deal. We asked for some time to decide what to do. He left the room and left the door open. I was already crying knowing what was going to happen. I knew last night. I mean when we got there he had peed the blanket even. His eyes weren't following our fingers and his temp was 96. Should be 101/102. But there was no fucking way I was going to allow him to go in a place with stains on the wall. So I called my regular vets office (who I know takes Care Credit) and asked them is they would be able to take us in any way. I told them the deal and that I wanted to see people I trusted. They put me on hold and came back and said, "Get in your car and get over here now!"
They took us immediately into their always clean and nice rooms and the vet (not one I have ever seen) told us basically the same things but made it OUR choice and actually seemed to CARE what choice we made. She actually answered all our questions and we didn't feel pressured. She said one of his kidney's felt very large which could be cancer and his temp was down to 94 already. That he had lived 17 years without really any problems was amazing, but at just over 4 pounds (that's all he was down to) he was trying to go. She left us to decide and came back to check on us 3 or 4 times giving us all the time we wanted.
It was a really hard decision to make but Drew finally decided to put him to sleep.
We cried a lot and she explained everything that was going to happen in detail and that she thought it was the right thing to do. They even dimmed the lights for us and told us we could slip out the side door to avoid the lobby. We were there for well over an hour and it was so hard to leave but I know he's in a better place now.
But goddamn we will miss his little alien head...
They took us immediately into their always clean and nice rooms and the vet (not one I have ever seen) told us basically the same things but made it OUR choice and actually seemed to CARE what choice we made. She actually answered all our questions and we didn't feel pressured. She said one of his kidney's felt very large which could be cancer and his temp was down to 94 already. That he had lived 17 years without really any problems was amazing, but at just over 4 pounds (that's all he was down to) he was trying to go. She left us to decide and came back to check on us 3 or 4 times giving us all the time we wanted.
It was a really hard decision to make but Drew finally decided to put him to sleep.
We cried a lot and she explained everything that was going to happen in detail and that she thought it was the right thing to do. They even dimmed the lights for us and told us we could slip out the side door to avoid the lobby. We were there for well over an hour and it was so hard to leave but I know he's in a better place now.
But goddamn we will miss his little alien head...