It's done
The vet came today at 12:30, just as arranged. Chubbs was laying outside my room in his favorite place, nice and sunny and where he could hear what I was up to in my room as he was outside sunning. Mom and I went out and petted him for a while, poor guy knew something was up since all of a sudden a bunch of people were coming around blocking the sun and despite the fact that my music was going in my room (used to listen to this on cassette way back when) I was outside.
True to himself, he looked at the vet like "Why are you taking my fur?" when his forearm was shaved for his pain shot. He's my dog, so I held his head and stroked him during that and the administration of the anesthetic dose. It was so quick, I forgot just how quick it works at that dose. I'm so glad that it was in his favorite place though, and not at the cold, sterile office like when we'd put Eidgit down.
Lucky and all the cats outside all insisted on congregating and milling around while all this was going on.
To quote the doc, "It's a sad day, but it's got to be done."
I know, doesn't mean I have an easy time midwifing death though (not that I think he did at all, because I know he doesn't like doing that part of the job). It's blasted hard even though I know that there is more beyond this existence.
We took him out to all the others between the pine gate by my cabin and over to where Killer rests.
Supreme pizza tastes nasty. Those little sausage balls are gross. This used to be my favorite sort of pizza when younger...
True to himself, he looked at the vet like "Why are you taking my fur?" when his forearm was shaved for his pain shot. He's my dog, so I held his head and stroked him during that and the administration of the anesthetic dose. It was so quick, I forgot just how quick it works at that dose. I'm so glad that it was in his favorite place though, and not at the cold, sterile office like when we'd put Eidgit down.
Lucky and all the cats outside all insisted on congregating and milling around while all this was going on.
To quote the doc, "It's a sad day, but it's got to be done."
I know, doesn't mean I have an easy time midwifing death though (not that I think he did at all, because I know he doesn't like doing that part of the job). It's blasted hard even though I know that there is more beyond this existence.
We took him out to all the others between the pine gate by my cabin and over to where Killer rests.
Supreme pizza tastes nasty. Those little sausage balls are gross. This used to be my favorite sort of pizza when younger...