I noticed a week that my yorkie was thinner. He started peeing and just dropping poops around house.
I then noticed wheezing and finally he spiked temperature.
I brought him in to vet….liver was twice the size and he was anemic and dehydrated.
He advised me to put him down but I asked if there was anything he could try so he did iv antibiotics and iv fluid.
Well his appetite came back and he seemed to be on upswing.
Just to note he had 22 teeth removed years back. I noticed his breath odor was back even though I brushed his teeth.
Vet said teeth were loose so that could be it but he was not sure.
Brought him home with meds and he spiked 103 temp so back he went for more iv meds.
He was there a day and then he sparked up again so vet let me take him home with iv catheter so I could push antiobiotics.
Once again he stopped eating and was wheezing with respiration up again.
I was hopeful meds would work so on Monday morning I gave meds kissed his little head and went to work.
When I returned he was dead on bed.
I cannot get over the guilt and miss him so much I feel like crawling in a hole.
This was my best friend and he died alone with no real answer why?
I am so devestated!