Sometimes I can feel both guilt, and sorrow, over things I did, or didn't do, and second guess decisions I made regarding my pets that are gone.
Like the crossbreed bitch I had to euthanise 1993 when she was only around 2 years old due to inherited problems. Was there really nothing more I could have done? (Went through 3 dog obedience classes, visited both different veterinarians, and dog behaviourists, which couldn't help her, but maybe if I had tried...)
With the years, I think of her less often, and when I do think of her, I'm mostly glad, and grateful for what I learnt through her. If negative What if/Why didn't I thoughts come up in my head, I let them be there for awhile, then I stop, and tells myself that I did the best I could then and there.
Or the 4 moggy cats we had to euthanise due to FIP awhile later in 1993. FIP is actually a mutated version of feline Coronavirus (FCoV), and 3 of them, Felix, Lotta, and Lumi, were euthanised on the same day. Because tests made after that Zorro had to be euthanise due to FIP, showed that they had too high levels of FCoV.
At that time, my veterinarian believed that if we had let them live, Dolly our Persian cat who was not infected with FCoV, would also get it. Also at the time, they believed that high levels of FCoV meant that those cats definitely would develop FIP. (As far as I know, FIP is still a terminal, and untreatable disease.)
The really sad part is that had it happened today, maybe we wouldn't have had to euthanise Felix, Lotta, and Lumi. Maybe we could have tried to isolate them from Dolly, and each other, and waited a bit longer to see if they really did develop FIP.
My heart hurts when I think of it, my eyes are teary as I write this, but you know what
@IrishMilo , you really only can do the best you can then and there.
We acted according to what my veterinarians knew about FIP in 1993, and that they know more now, doesn't change what they knew back then. Perhaps tomorrow, or 10 years from now, you will hear about something which makes you think that it could have changed things if you had known it then. But that will not change the fact that you did the best you could then and there.
I've said it before on HHO, that I think of my heart as house, where all the pets I've owned, and currently owns, have their own little room. When one dies/is euthanised, they leave a hole in my life behind. Sometimes sooner, sometimes later, I find that a new empty room have appeared in my heart, which I want to fill.
So when I get a new pet, they don't move in to the old one's room, they get their very own new room.
{{{{{{Hugs}}}}}}
By the way, we were known for years afterwards at my veterinarian clinic as The family who sadly had to euthanise all those cats on the same day.