My boyfriend is driving an hour to get here so that we can take my sweet 15 year old boy to the emergency vet to be put down.
He had a major seizure that happened off and on for 20 minutes or so, and in the 4 hours since, he’s not had control of his bowels, he can’t walk, and he’s in and out of consciousness- almost like a light switch. One second head up and panting, the next head down and making dreaming/whining/moaning sounds. I don’t want him to suffer, It’s time.
He’s the first dog I ever had as an adult- faithfully by my side for 11 years. Health has declined in the last year or so and he started to have spells of disorientation in the last 6 months or so. Nothing like this though. This is major.
He was resting somewhat peacefully and I had time to type this, but he’s restless again, so I’m going to go and watch over him.
As you were faithfully by his side for those same 11 years — and will be by his side when he receives the final gift you can give him. And he will go to his rest knowing how much he was loved.
My sympathies are with you. Losing my 15 year old dog was the hardest thing I ever experienced. It was on a full moon night, like this, in 1997. She was the light of my life. Why can’t they breed longevity into dogs instead of other characteristics? Savor these last moments and hope that your spirits will catch up later. Blessings to both of you.
We took him in and the vet confirmed that he was beyond help. She gave me time to say goodbye but his leg was shaking in pain. I said, “please, he can’t suffer anymore” and I told him how much I love him as he drifted off. Then I spent time with him.
My boyfriend is taking me home with him for a day. What a trooper. He’s a 1-12 grade art teacher so he’ll be his own brand of wreck tomorrow.
The super awesome thing is that it snowed this morning, courtesy of Sandy. Joey LOVED snow. He got to have his one last snow. And that makes me happy in the middle of sad.
So sorry to read your post. We have lost 2 of our 3 dogs in the last 12 months, so my heart goes out to you. Sounds like both you and Joey were lucky to have had each other.
I just read this quote the other day and found it very comforting; hope you will too. I don’t know who said it but I sure do agree. You have taken good care of your Joey.
"It came to me that every time I lose an animal, they take a piece of my heart with them. And every new animal who comes into my life, gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough, all the components of my heart, will be animal and I will become as generous and loving as they are."
