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i really didn't want to wake up today.
i was dreading this day, and i have been for about a month.
today my sister and i took magic to the vet's so we could have him put to sleep.
he made it longer than everybody thought he would, because he didn't want to go.
i couldn't watch him suffer anymore.
he was shaking and just falling over this week and i could tell he was in a lot of pain.
he was only eating barely enough to stay alive.
he stopped drinking water and would only eat the snow outside when i took him out.
i am so glad that he isn't in pain anymore but it was so hard to watch him go.
she gave him the anesthetic and he layed down after a minute or so and i just hugged him and kept petting him to let him know i wasn't sad but i think he knew why he was there.
i didn't want him to see me crying because he always knew when i was upset and he always waited up for me to come home to sleep in my room. he was with me since i was 11. he was my best friend and was always my shoulder to cry on and he let me give him hugs all the time.
i guess i just wanted to post and remember how much i cared about him and it's weird to some people that you can feel so close to your pet or an animal in general but i think he understood me more that anyone, and i loved him more than anything or anyone. im going to miss calling him magic man and making him give me high fives or letting me rub his tummy while he rolled around all over my floor on his back and make silly noises.
i don't think i should get another pet ever considering it was hard enough doing this. it really came as no surprise this week, i knew it was going to be soon but not this soon. i'm glad he got better for a little while so i had more time with him. up unil he got sick in the fall, and his liver started shutting down, he was the happiest and most energetic dog especially for being 9. the past few weeks all he has been able to do is sit on his bed with his blankets with a heater pointed directly at him because he looked like one of those dogs on the animal planet show animal cops, where they rescue abused animals. he was so skinny and so tired looking but he wasn't being starved. his body just didn't work right anymore and we did all we could do by taking him to the vet and trying different things to help him for a little longer. i just didn't want it to get to the point where he wasn't able to get up or he started going to the bathroom on himself. i just hope he knows how much we all loved him.
i was dreading this day, and i have been for about a month.
today my sister and i took magic to the vet's so we could have him put to sleep.
he made it longer than everybody thought he would, because he didn't want to go.
i couldn't watch him suffer anymore.
he was shaking and just falling over this week and i could tell he was in a lot of pain.
he was only eating barely enough to stay alive.
he stopped drinking water and would only eat the snow outside when i took him out.
i am so glad that he isn't in pain anymore but it was so hard to watch him go.
she gave him the anesthetic and he layed down after a minute or so and i just hugged him and kept petting him to let him know i wasn't sad but i think he knew why he was there.
i didn't want him to see me crying because he always knew when i was upset and he always waited up for me to come home to sleep in my room. he was with me since i was 11. he was my best friend and was always my shoulder to cry on and he let me give him hugs all the time.
i guess i just wanted to post and remember how much i cared about him and it's weird to some people that you can feel so close to your pet or an animal in general but i think he understood me more that anyone, and i loved him more than anything or anyone. im going to miss calling him magic man and making him give me high fives or letting me rub his tummy while he rolled around all over my floor on his back and make silly noises.
i don't think i should get another pet ever considering it was hard enough doing this. it really came as no surprise this week, i knew it was going to be soon but not this soon. i'm glad he got better for a little while so i had more time with him. up unil he got sick in the fall, and his liver started shutting down, he was the happiest and most energetic dog especially for being 9. the past few weeks all he has been able to do is sit on his bed with his blankets with a heater pointed directly at him because he looked like one of those dogs on the animal planet show animal cops, where they rescue abused animals. he was so skinny and so tired looking but he wasn't being starved. his body just didn't work right anymore and we did all we could do by taking him to the vet and trying different things to help him for a little longer. i just didn't want it to get to the point where he wasn't able to get up or he started going to the bathroom on himself. i just hope he knows how much we all loved him.