bird.brain
Bluelighter
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- Dec 22, 2022
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TL;DR
Is God's plan imperfect?
Does suffering need to be edited by humans?
Do animals suffer in the same way humans do?
Are we projecting our own emotions onto our animals?
If animals can't consent to euthanasia (because they are animals, not because they are braindead) isn't it - at least, potentially - murder?
We keep people alive no matter what, in most situations. Even if there is no quality of life and a never ending torrent of pain and suffering, we don't give up.
If animals should be euthanized because we decide that they are suffering too much, should we also apply that logic to severely disabled people?
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My cat wasn't suffering when I put her down. I was under pressure from my wife and her family and the vet (to a lesser extent).
From my perspective, she wasn't suffering. My wife had a childhood dog that they kept alive when it couldn't walk and had no bladder control. Dogs have no shame and nor do cats, really, relative to humans. A big part of suffering is dignity, I think.
This cat was a soldier. If she was a human, she'd be among the most hardened people on Earth.
She developed a thyroid condition, causing her body to fill up with fluids. They also diagnosed a heart condition at the same time. So we fed her diuretics, with other meds, as long as we could. Then she had to be drained. The meds stopped working. In order to remain alive, she would have to be drained repeatedly.
The vet who drained her months ago said she might have colon cancer. In the past month or two, she has developed a large mammary tumour.
She hadn't eaten anything for about a week, I think, and she wasn't drinking water either... I told my wife, who was very distressed about the whole situation, if I couldn't get her to eat today I would take her to be put down.
It is against my beliefs. I realize that I shouldn't force her alive either. We had stopped giving her meds at the end because she wasn't eating.
I could see her processing death. Sitting there, silently going through the same stages we all go through. She needed that time, I think.
I'm sure she was hiding a lot of pain - cat's have an extraordinarily high natural tolerance to pain - but she wasn't suffering. She can withstand more pain than I can. Her body was shutting down. I think people find it hard to sit around and slowly watch an animal die. I suspect we euthanize them more for ourselves, sometimes.
She flinched when the vet injected her with a sedative. She was extremely sedated when he put her to sleep. I was looking right into her pupils and they were shifting like the aperture of a malfunctioning camera.
It felt wrong.
I cried a lot today and I kept saying "sorry" to her.
I'm not sure how I feel about it, now. Is it fair for her to starve to death to satisfy my own beliefs?
My wife didn't want to let her outside in the last couple of days of her life, in case she crawled under the house to die... which I'm sure is exactly what she would've done.
Isn't that what cats do?
And, who are we to know better?
I'm not sure if I did something kind today or something horribly cruel... Probably a bit of both?
Is God's plan imperfect?
Does suffering need to be edited by humans?
Do animals suffer in the same way humans do?
Are we projecting our own emotions onto our animals?
If animals can't consent to euthanasia (because they are animals, not because they are braindead) isn't it - at least, potentially - murder?
We keep people alive no matter what, in most situations. Even if there is no quality of life and a never ending torrent of pain and suffering, we don't give up.
If animals should be euthanized because we decide that they are suffering too much, should we also apply that logic to severely disabled people?
...
My cat wasn't suffering when I put her down. I was under pressure from my wife and her family and the vet (to a lesser extent).
From my perspective, she wasn't suffering. My wife had a childhood dog that they kept alive when it couldn't walk and had no bladder control. Dogs have no shame and nor do cats, really, relative to humans. A big part of suffering is dignity, I think.
This cat was a soldier. If she was a human, she'd be among the most hardened people on Earth.
She developed a thyroid condition, causing her body to fill up with fluids. They also diagnosed a heart condition at the same time. So we fed her diuretics, with other meds, as long as we could. Then she had to be drained. The meds stopped working. In order to remain alive, she would have to be drained repeatedly.
The vet who drained her months ago said she might have colon cancer. In the past month or two, she has developed a large mammary tumour.
She hadn't eaten anything for about a week, I think, and she wasn't drinking water either... I told my wife, who was very distressed about the whole situation, if I couldn't get her to eat today I would take her to be put down.
It is against my beliefs. I realize that I shouldn't force her alive either. We had stopped giving her meds at the end because she wasn't eating.
I could see her processing death. Sitting there, silently going through the same stages we all go through. She needed that time, I think.
I'm sure she was hiding a lot of pain - cat's have an extraordinarily high natural tolerance to pain - but she wasn't suffering. She can withstand more pain than I can. Her body was shutting down. I think people find it hard to sit around and slowly watch an animal die. I suspect we euthanize them more for ourselves, sometimes.
She flinched when the vet injected her with a sedative. She was extremely sedated when he put her to sleep. I was looking right into her pupils and they were shifting like the aperture of a malfunctioning camera.
It felt wrong.
I cried a lot today and I kept saying "sorry" to her.
I'm not sure how I feel about it, now. Is it fair for her to starve to death to satisfy my own beliefs?
My wife didn't want to let her outside in the last couple of days of her life, in case she crawled under the house to die... which I'm sure is exactly what she would've done.
Isn't that what cats do?
And, who are we to know better?
I'm not sure if I did something kind today or something horribly cruel... Probably a bit of both?