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Re: My poor little dog can't catch a break. 

By: micro in 6TH POPE | Recommend this post (5)
Wed, 28 Jul 21 10:21 PM | 43 view(s)
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My condolences De. I went thru very similar thing with my 12 year old Brittany Spaniel a couple years ago and had to take her to Vet and have her put to sleep from Cushing's Disease. I sat on the floor with her and talked to her as she grew groggy and fought it..
Yes, it is an emotional and difficult time to lose a close friend like your pup. Few things make me actually cry but having my girl put down was one of them. I hope she forgives me..

I feel for you and hope that the sadness and pain will not last long. Your child was very sick and you did the right thing. Mine was far less ill than yours. I still feel guilt over it and even though I have a newer 2 year old playful 60 pounder I still miss Maggie dearly.

My condolences to you and yours.

micro..... Crying or Very sad Crying or Very sad




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Re: My poor little dog can't catch a break.
By: Decomposed in 6TH POPE
Wed, 28 Jul 21 5:25 PM 		Msg. 20721 of 52669

I had my little Furball put down today. He and I had an awful night with Kermit desperately thirsty, losing his ability to drink without vomiting, losing his ability to walk, stand or urinate. And he hadn't eaten significantly for about ten days. This morning he was almost unresponsive except for expressions of pain when I moved him, but I think he reacted to my wife's voice when she talked to him from the vet's office.

All very sad. The emotions finally came when they put him on a gurney and carried him inside. I went with him, of course.

The speed of his deterioration was shocking. He was still walking and occasionally wagging his tail on Monday. ​On Tuesday, we had a Zoom call out on the deck with my wife and Kermit was fascinated by a nearby bird. And Wednesday morning, he's gone. ​ I was surprised he lived through the night, to be honest. The amount of reddish-black bilirubin he expelled was horrific.

The vet thinks may have had cancer, perhaps liver cancer, expediting the attack - but Monday's vet didn't think an X-ray or Ultrasound was going to show anything since Kermit is... was... supposedly only 5 years old. That's young to be developing cancerous masses.

Ah well. I was up most of the night and am both tired and depressed.

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