I called the vet today to get the facts on what I need to do if my lovely Candy seems to be suffering. She is now 16 years old. Three years ago she was still like a kangaroo, jumping up on her rear legs at the base of the oak tree as a squirrel would escape her grasp. She started slowing down, walking slower bit by bit. Just 6 months ago she would still walk a half mile f she was not on the leash(on a leash she would just lay down) as I walked ahead and she kept going to catch up to me, her best friend. She would lay down every 200 feet or so, and pick herself up to catch up. By 4 months ago, 100 feet and no more getting up, now her rear legs will not hold her up, about three weeks since she stood up with no help, yet he seems perfectly content, eating as many of her favorite dog biscuits as I will give her(no point in restricting her diet) and with those and a little dry food and a low sodium freshly cooked burger a day, maintaining her weight, and she seems perfectly content to lie on the front porch for an hour after her morning shower from the garden hose, watching the people come and go from the law office across the street, then as I go to work she gets in her clean fluffy bed looking out the front window with her water bowl and pile of biscuits, which are all gone when I come home 4 hours later for lunch, then another pile of bones which has disappeared by the end of my work day. She is either eating, sleeping, or looking happy when she watches life around her in the house. The only time I hear a whine is when I go bed at night and I leave her sleeping in living room, she awakes and whines for me to come bring her to the bedroom, then she is happy again. Hopefully she will pass in her sleep, but I am looking for signs of suffering and unhappiness and I will not let her suffer. I am thinking of her as an elderly family member who just needs to be kept comfortable and engaged, and as long as she wants to be with us we will care for her, but if she does not go in her sleep and starts to not be happy I will let her go. I am writing this to help myself adjust to not having her around, I will be surprised if she is here 3 more months, but as long as she is happy I will keep her comfortable. She wants to be with me for th time being, and she can stay as long as she wants.
I had to let go of one of my first dogs. His name was Jaws and he was a Pitbull mix. His mother and him were born in Puerto Rico and I brought them to New Jersey when I moved back. He had prostate cancer and really bad arthritis. He held on for over a yr after we got him meds for the pain. But he couldnt do it anymore. Jaws wasn't using his back legs anymore. I remember when there was nothing that could stop him, he was as dast as the wind and as strong as an ox. He was just beautiful! His hair all typesof gold and rust shining in the sun. There was no dog like my Jaws. One day my father called me and told me to rush home because Jaws looked really bad. His cancer had ruptured. He was swelling up and in bad pain. I knew there would be nothing i could do. My father ran to the vet with him and I headed over there from work. When I saw him I broke down. 15 yrs of friendship and I would lose him like this. The dr told me that he's in severe pain and there is nothing, no meds, no treatment that will make him feel better, none that will save him. My friend, my love would leave me today. I cried and cried. February 1st 2013 would be the last day I would ever have with him. I will no longer get to call him to me, to hug him and feel the soft fur thru my fingers, his tongue kiss my cheek. I will never ever smell the sweet scent of oranges that always hit me when I buried my face in the bridge of his nose. I would lose him. When the moment came, I hugged him and looked into his eyes. I spoke those sweet words that he loved so much and I said goodbye. 5 months later his mother passed away. She was 16yrs old. Jeidy was my first pet, my best friend. No other dog can fill the void she has left. I broke down when I found her unable to get up. She lost use of all her legs. I knew the that I wouldn't let her suffer like Jaws did. I took her to the vet and he told me that it was time to let go, that I couldn't hold on to bet anymore because I would only prolong her pain. I held on to bet as she left me, I cried on her top of her body and begged that she understood why I had to let her go. The vet allowed me the time needed to say goodbye. But truthfully there is no amount of time to say goodbye or to heal from the loss. My babies both sit, cremated on my coffee table, where I speak their names and admire their pictures. Everyday. Not a day goes by I don't think of them. My heart hurts knowing they are now only memories when they were once a presence. But they are together now. True Love is the kind that lives on well after they are gone.
I also had to put down my best friend Stan. He was 17 and all of a sudden he got so sick. I did not want him to be in pain so I did what I thought was best. I miss him every night. We also lost our dog by a neighbor speeding down the street and he almost hit my husband when our dog jump on him to move him and got run over instead. He was such a great and crazy dog. BTW hit and run of an amimal is a crime here in Florida. And he got a huge fine for it. But it doesn't bring Chico back. We all must remember how much they gave to us and be thankful for the time we had them with us.
I had to give up my best friend Peanut a few months ago. It was one of the very hardest things I have ever had to do. I still will break down if I think about it at all. I can't even write about it hear because it is to painful for me. I still have hid daddy and now he is my best friend, but I will never forget my Peanut.
in a couple of days,i will release my baby girl yodi to begin her travel to heaven. she is and has always been my best friend. together we have shared good and bad times,happy and sad times. yodi has cancer and every day i loose her a little more to her illness. we have been together for more than 15 years. she has never judged me, never been critical, and always given unconditional love and devotion. i promised her a long time ago i would not let her suffer, and if and when the time came, i would find the courage to let her go. sadly and with a broken heart that time has come. i can not imagine life without her and at this moment, looking into her soft,trusting big brown eyes,i wish we were making the journey together. everybody assures me i am doing the right and humane thing. i wish it felt that way. jt luvs yodi
my beloved friend of 15 years will be traveling to heaven in a few days. yodi has cancer and everyday i watch a little of her leave. she has been my best friend through the good and bad, the happy and sad. i promised her a long time ago i would not let her suffer, and when the time came, i would find the courage to let her go. right now i am looking into her big brown trusting eyes with the knowledge that in a couple of days, i will be putting her to sleep. i know its wrong but i wish we were going together. i can not imagine life without my best friend. everyone assures me i am doing the right thing, the humane thing. i just wish it felt that way. jt lvs yodi
I sympathize with all of you. I have to make that decision that no one likes to make but has be done. My basset Rocky had his rear legs go out and no longer feels anything in them. The vets that we have been following up with say because of his age he would probably not make it. They wanted 4500.00 for the surgery. We decided that because of his age we should not take a chance. We talked to our vet who has been great through all of this and he suggested Laser Therapy. He had 5 of them and there has been no change. Then we heard about Accupuncture. We took him to his 2nd one yesterday and still no change. Well we have come to the decision of having him put down. I hate those words. My rocky has been there for me when I've cried to lick away my tears and still with all that is going on with him he still wants to lick me to let me know that everything will be alright. I love him so much that it really hurts.but I am trying to stay strong for him. I don't want him to live this way . I have to think that there is a heaven where animals go and that he will be whole again and chasing rabbits with his long ears flapping in the wind. I feel so guilty though because if you looked at him you wouldn't think there was anything wrong with him so therefore I feel that I'm killing him and . I try telling myself that it is the humane thing to do . I want to be with him to the end. I don't care about what it does to me. I will stay and talk to him and hold is paw until his last breath.
My golden retriever has thyroid cancer..I am back and forth about putting her to sleep...she is better somewhat with the pain meds ..She is 12 and it is the hardest thing to look in her beautiful eyes and say goodbye.....she is so gentle.....i did not know goldens were cancer factories.....the more I am researching, the more depressing it is to learn about these gentle dogs.............On the days that she is feeling better, I am in total denial....I dont want to be selfish to her, only humane....tomorrow the vet is coming to check her, cant even think about it......
i have several cats they all came from been left behind to fight for there life i have six now and i am so mad is a baby kitten is left in this horrible cold upstates N.Y come to eat on my porch i got a bird bath plugged in for water you could buy one fron duncraft that way animals could drinK even in the worse weather. I put food under some crates several of them that way they could eat i give them milk and i rewarm some food for them. i got several dogs houses in the back of my garden close to a shed i put straw there inside on the top all over his flips up front and i cover the all things with wood and plastic i know is not like a home but u people help the poor little angels like i do god will bless u and reward u.. just to know i save some life make me feel good i think of the horrible people who hurt animals and i believe u will also get ur horrible days. God does not put them in this earth for u to abandonned them to the streets. and watch who u give them to if you rescued them and try to find them a home take 25 dollars for a good human society because some of them put them to sleep they get pay to do that by the gov. also some give them to research and they hurt them bad. i hope i help someone to see then is joy by helping animals .so much joy....
I've read these comments and now I'm crying. I did rescue for many years and have been thru this more times than I care to remember but the most painful was last year. I rescued my "Michael" when he was just a puppy. Last year, he started having a problem keeping his back end off the ground. The vet said it was old age and his hips were failing. There was nothing we could do except make him comfortable. He was still eating and drinking and wagging his short tail and getting around the apartment on his own, with some difficulty. The time came when we had to make a sling to get him up and down the stairs to go outside. We kept large, disposable, waterproof bed pads down just in case and he always lifted his leg and peed in the kitty box, never missing (he was really smart).Finally, the day came when he couldn't get up at all without help and I knew what had to be done. I didn't want him suffering anymore. He was a 65lb. Lab/Aussie and 16 years old. When I took him to the vet that day, the vet said he would take care of everything and call me when it was over. I told him I was staying and I was going to hold Michael in my arms while the vet did what he had to do. I'm not sorry I stayed. I talked to Michael the entire time and hugged him until it was over. I keep telling myself that he understood and he wasn't afraid. I told him about the Rainbow Bridge. I still miss him terribly and can still picture his bed in the corner. I still have his dinner dish, his leash and his collar. I still have his best friend, a 7lb. Toy Rat Terrier who will be 17 this December.