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Rocky, our dog, collpased again today, after I'd gone to work. My wife called me to see if I could come home to take him to the vet. When I got home the poor guy was flat out, very lethargic and couldn't even muster any enthusiasm when I brought his lead.
I had to lift him into and out of the car.
The vet said he was very anaemic, and we already knew he'd lost a lot of weight and hadn't been on top form for a couple of weeks. Whatever was causing the anaemia wasn't going to go away, and we didn't think it was fair to put him on steroids just to keep him going for a few more weeks at best. It was a hard decision, but I believe the right one, to put him to sleep before he got really ill.
I had to lift him into and out of the car.
The vet said he was very anaemic, and we already knew he'd lost a lot of weight and hadn't been on top form for a couple of weeks. Whatever was causing the anaemia wasn't going to go away, and we didn't think it was fair to put him on steroids just to keep him going for a few more weeks at best. It was a hard decision, but I believe the right one, to put him to sleep before he got really ill.