my little albert is gone
after what must been a horrible few days for albert, he passed away peacefully overnight. he was on a lot of morphine to deal with the pain, and when i saw him last night we has very out of it, but he definitely recognized me. i snuggled him for about an hour, but didn't realize that it would be the last time we spent together.
this morning my vet called with the news. she also asked to do a post mortem on him which i agreed to. she called me a little later to tell me that he didn't have a chance. his white blood cell count from the night before was going up instead of down, and his intestines had fused together...he rejected the surgery. it was too much for his little body.
i am devastated, and that isn't an exaggeration. saving that dog's life 2 years ago changed me, and it definitely changed albert. he blossomed into a puppy...we saw him go back in age. instead of growing old, he grew young. i gave him a happy life, even if was for only 2 years.
he was my special little guy...and that's what i called him from day 1. this is him last night. it was the last time i saw him.
i love you albert.
this morning my vet called with the news. she also asked to do a post mortem on him which i agreed to. she called me a little later to tell me that he didn't have a chance. his white blood cell count from the night before was going up instead of down, and his intestines had fused together...he rejected the surgery. it was too much for his little body.
i am devastated, and that isn't an exaggeration. saving that dog's life 2 years ago changed me, and it definitely changed albert. he blossomed into a puppy...we saw him go back in age. instead of growing old, he grew young. i gave him a happy life, even if was for only 2 years.
he was my special little guy...and that's what i called him from day 1. this is him last night. it was the last time i saw him.
i love you albert.