Daisy
Daisy (family dog of 11 yrs) was put down yesterday. She had terminal cancer and wasn't feeling good... had we let her live much longer she would have been in quite a bit of pain and possibly had some serious complications from the cancer.
I held on to her as the drugs hit, she was happy, tail wagging and snuggling, then she just sort of fell asleep and rolled over onto my hands... I gave her a kiss on the nose as she took her last breath.
I felt like I lost a sibling. It just hurt so much... I didn't want to be there when she passed, but at the same time I wanted to be there to make sure she was taken care of and any "stories" I heard about her passing were actually true. We gave her cake before we went to the vets, she seemed so happy to be given such a rare treat... she took a walk, played fetch...she was in a good mood before she died.
Part of me feels guilty... she didn't know what was coming, she perhaps could have hung on a little longer... but I know in the end it was for the best. Three vets at different practices agreed and told us it was the best option, there was no denying it.
I just wish I had my doggie back.
I held on to her as the drugs hit, she was happy, tail wagging and snuggling, then she just sort of fell asleep and rolled over onto my hands... I gave her a kiss on the nose as she took her last breath.
I felt like I lost a sibling. It just hurt so much... I didn't want to be there when she passed, but at the same time I wanted to be there to make sure she was taken care of and any "stories" I heard about her passing were actually true. We gave her cake before we went to the vets, she seemed so happy to be given such a rare treat... she took a walk, played fetch...she was in a good mood before she died.
Part of me feels guilty... she didn't know what was coming, she perhaps could have hung on a little longer... but I know in the end it was for the best. Three vets at different practices agreed and told us it was the best option, there was no denying it.
I just wish I had my doggie back.