tl;dr having a bad day
So we're putting our dog down. Stache's been very ill the last couple of weeks, and it's just gotten worse. We took him to the vet and were told that his liver and kidneys were failing. We got some medicine for him to take that helped with all the fluids building up, but he's eaten very little and is basically starving to death. He can't stand up or walk, he pees on himself because he can't go out, he's bleeding from his nose, he's breathing badly, and he keeps going into painful spasms. Putting him down is the best thing for him.
I'm keeping it mostly together, but the rest of my family is very upset. My older sister could barely go to work today, and spent the entire night cudling Stache. My younger sister drove down from college because she couldn't stand not being there to say goodbye. My mom's keeping it together, but this isn't the first dog she's lost. Dad's offshore and wishes he could be here for us.
Mom and I dug the grave this morning, but it's been raining the last several days so it was very muddy and the bottom was starting to fill up with water. It was covered with a tarp, but it started raining again an hour ago, so we'll be putting him into a hole of muddy water. I wish we had a pump or something.
Edit 1:50 p.m.: So we're back from the vet. It was quick and peaceful. Unfortunately it's been pouring down rain, so the grave is full of water. It's gonna be sucky burying him. Fuck this weather.
I didn't start crying until the vet came out to the car. Then I just couldn't stop.
Edit 2:30 p.m.: Just finished burying Stache. We had to bail out the grave as it was full of water. Mom broke down seeing that, she couldn't droping him into muddy water. I was right, it was a really sucky job. Fuck this weather.
Called work, told them I didn't feel like coming in today and why. I might go in later, it'll depend.
I'm keeping it mostly together, but the rest of my family is very upset. My older sister could barely go to work today, and spent the entire night cudling Stache. My younger sister drove down from college because she couldn't stand not being there to say goodbye. My mom's keeping it together, but this isn't the first dog she's lost. Dad's offshore and wishes he could be here for us.
Mom and I dug the grave this morning, but it's been raining the last several days so it was very muddy and the bottom was starting to fill up with water. It was covered with a tarp, but it started raining again an hour ago, so we'll be putting him into a hole of muddy water. I wish we had a pump or something.
Edit 1:50 p.m.: So we're back from the vet. It was quick and peaceful. Unfortunately it's been pouring down rain, so the grave is full of water. It's gonna be sucky burying him. Fuck this weather.
I didn't start crying until the vet came out to the car. Then I just couldn't stop.
Edit 2:30 p.m.: Just finished burying Stache. We had to bail out the grave as it was full of water. Mom broke down seeing that, she couldn't droping him into muddy water. I was right, it was a really sucky job. Fuck this weather.
Called work, told them I didn't feel like coming in today and why. I might go in later, it'll depend.