~When the light fades to black~
May you be at peace now Lumpy.
(Picture: Maxy with his baby)
I'm totally putting this under a cut, cos once I start I may not be able to stop....
We've had a gorgeous labrador for about 7yrs now; Max...or Lumpy...my little nickname for him. But a couple of months before xmas he was ill...not eating or drinking and struggling when he got on his feet. After several visits to the vet, they finally agreed that they thought it was arthritis. And after 4 different types of medication we found some that worked.
Once on that medication he was completely back to normal...in fact he was probably better! But when I came home from work on Thursday mum said he had lost mobility in one of his back legs. He hadn't had anything to eat so he couldn't have his meds and he was barely drinking. That afternoon we called the vet...we had exhausted every other option over the past few months, and the last lot of meds were about as strong as they could go...we unfortunately didn't leave us with many options.
We were going to try and take him to the vet, but on trying to get him to move we discovered that he had in fact lost mobility in both back legs...we're talking a matter of hours. We then decided that we would let him go.
The vet was amazing and came out to us as soon as he could. He agreed...there was no way they could do anything to give him any kind of quality of life...we stayed with him til the end and he went peacefully.
But I have to say I think it's the most differcult thing I've ever had to bare...and I had to deal with my granmother losing her battle with cancer a month before Christmas...there is nothing worse than trusting eyes focusing on you as the life fades....
I'm sorry for being so depressing but I really just need to vent this...I felt that darkness close in on me yesterday and there is NO WAY I'm ever going back there again. I've barely been able to stop crying or getting teary for the past 24 hours. Why does it have to be so hard?
Thanks to anyone who has bothered to read this...I will end on the note that this dog means more to me than almost anything, he always knew when something was wrong, he was always there to have a hug with.
May you sleep with the angels now my Lumpy...
(Picture: Maxy with his baby)
I'm totally putting this under a cut, cos once I start I may not be able to stop....
We've had a gorgeous labrador for about 7yrs now; Max...or Lumpy...my little nickname for him. But a couple of months before xmas he was ill...not eating or drinking and struggling when he got on his feet. After several visits to the vet, they finally agreed that they thought it was arthritis. And after 4 different types of medication we found some that worked.
Once on that medication he was completely back to normal...in fact he was probably better! But when I came home from work on Thursday mum said he had lost mobility in one of his back legs. He hadn't had anything to eat so he couldn't have his meds and he was barely drinking. That afternoon we called the vet...we had exhausted every other option over the past few months, and the last lot of meds were about as strong as they could go...we unfortunately didn't leave us with many options.
We were going to try and take him to the vet, but on trying to get him to move we discovered that he had in fact lost mobility in both back legs...we're talking a matter of hours. We then decided that we would let him go.
The vet was amazing and came out to us as soon as he could. He agreed...there was no way they could do anything to give him any kind of quality of life...we stayed with him til the end and he went peacefully.
But I have to say I think it's the most differcult thing I've ever had to bare...and I had to deal with my granmother losing her battle with cancer a month before Christmas...there is nothing worse than trusting eyes focusing on you as the life fades....
I'm sorry for being so depressing but I really just need to vent this...I felt that darkness close in on me yesterday and there is NO WAY I'm ever going back there again. I've barely been able to stop crying or getting teary for the past 24 hours. Why does it have to be so hard?
Thanks to anyone who has bothered to read this...I will end on the note that this dog means more to me than almost anything, he always knew when something was wrong, he was always there to have a hug with.
May you sleep with the angels now my Lumpy...