My baby boy Ozzy died this afternoon and I have never felt so much pain. Saturday morning he was fine.. eating and drinking normally.
I got a call from my husband while I was at work that he had suddenly stopped eating and was hunched up. We took him straight to the vet and he was given medication and painkillers for gas, plus recovery food. We managed to give him a small amount but he just pushed it back out. We stayed up all night and it seemed as though he might be starting to eat from the syringe and pass some poops.
An hour later, he was just slumped down. We drove him straight to the hospital but he died in the car. He was only 7 months old.
I feel like my world has fell apart and I can’t think of what I did wrong. He was starting to eat all his different veggies, and always had a good appetite. He loved to run and jump. He was just starting to begin the bonding process with his brother, also 7 months.
I’m so scared I’m going to lose his brother too. It was all just so sudden ?