crushed
so today our 2nd St. Bernard, Taven, passed on. We literally found out last evening that he had a huge cancerous mass on his spleen.
we contemplated getting surgery done on him but during the night he health declined and they had to hook him up to an IV. Hero called me at 10am and told me i should come down to the vet and that he wasn't doing well at all. he was so weak he couldn't even stand and could barely lift his head.
we opted for putting him down as it was clear that even if we did the surgery it wasn't going to help any.
i feel so shitty and so fucking upset right now. it seems surreal to us.
watching him die was the hardest thing ever.
this sux and i wunna go away now.
R.I.P. big sainty, we love you and we'll miss you like crazy.
we contemplated getting surgery done on him but during the night he health declined and they had to hook him up to an IV. Hero called me at 10am and told me i should come down to the vet and that he wasn't doing well at all. he was so weak he couldn't even stand and could barely lift his head.
we opted for putting him down as it was clear that even if we did the surgery it wasn't going to help any.
i feel so shitty and so fucking upset right now. it seems surreal to us.
watching him die was the hardest thing ever.
this sux and i wunna go away now.
R.I.P. big sainty, we love you and we'll miss you like crazy.