Goodbye Annie-girl...
Mom and I went to have Anne put to sleep this morning. She was old, and had problems with the discs in her spine. Problems that would cost $3k to fix, and even then it wasn't any guaranteed fix.
It was the hardest thing I've had to do in a while. As soon as my mom got to the apartment and I got in the car, Anne started wagging her tail. She was so happy to see me. My mom had already been crying. And I thought, maybe this isn't the right thing to do. Maybe she just needs to lose weight, to get some excercise. She's the dog I've had since I was 16...I didn't want to let her go.
When we got there, we said we thought we'd changed our minds. We asked if the vet could look at her first, and that was fine. He checked her out again. And he told us the truth, that even with surgery she probably wouldn't get any better. She was in pain, and giving her pain meds and steroids was only masking it. So we went through with it.
I am very sad, even though I think we did the right thing. I never had any pet longer than we had Anne. She was obnoxious, and messy, slightly neurotic, and would piss on the floor as soon as you turned your back, but I really did love her. She was my puppy face. Even though I wasn't living at home, I still miss her so much. It's so hard to choose to let any animal go. You can't talk to them, ask them if you're doing the right thing. You can only do what you think is best and hope that they understand. I think we gave her peace. I hope that she is in a better place.
I hope wherever we go when we die, that the animals that we loved in life are there.
It was the hardest thing I've had to do in a while. As soon as my mom got to the apartment and I got in the car, Anne started wagging her tail. She was so happy to see me. My mom had already been crying. And I thought, maybe this isn't the right thing to do. Maybe she just needs to lose weight, to get some excercise. She's the dog I've had since I was 16...I didn't want to let her go.
When we got there, we said we thought we'd changed our minds. We asked if the vet could look at her first, and that was fine. He checked her out again. And he told us the truth, that even with surgery she probably wouldn't get any better. She was in pain, and giving her pain meds and steroids was only masking it. So we went through with it.
I am very sad, even though I think we did the right thing. I never had any pet longer than we had Anne. She was obnoxious, and messy, slightly neurotic, and would piss on the floor as soon as you turned your back, but I really did love her. She was my puppy face. Even though I wasn't living at home, I still miss her so much. It's so hard to choose to let any animal go. You can't talk to them, ask them if you're doing the right thing. You can only do what you think is best and hope that they understand. I think we gave her peace. I hope that she is in a better place.
I hope wherever we go when we die, that the animals that we loved in life are there.