So sorry for your loss Brodi. I like to think he’s in doggie heaven now, forever romping around while sniffing butts, chasing squirrels, eating treats and getting pets
I feel your pain. I just had my best friend, Brewster, put down yesterday. He had cancer, also. He went from being a frisky Labrador to having a massive tumor at the joint of his foreleg, and began wasting away to skin and bones. He was barely getting around on three legs and had trouble getting up. I emailed his vet to come to the house and put him down yesterday morning. I wanted to give him one last Christmas with me, but in hindsight I was selfish and should have put him to sleep sooner. I didn’t post because I didn’t want to bring anybody’s Christmas down, but I wanted to tell you that you’re not alone. Losing a pet any time sucks, but especially during the holidays. I’m sure our dogs are running around heaven together, chasing cats (playfully, of course), eating thick, juicy steaks, and pissing on all the trees.
I’m so sorry for both of you and your doggie friends.
I’m facing this with my 14-year old dog Buddy very soon. He doesn’t have anything terminally wrong with him, except doggie dementia and difficulty walking. He’s still eating and (usually) goes out in the yard on his own to poop. He sleeps a lot during the day, but in the evening he walks around and around the house. I don’t think he’s quite ready to go yet, and I don’t want to rush him. He doesn’t seem to be in pain, but his life is not very good any more. I’m thinking in the next couple of months. This is the hardest thing we pet owners have to face…
Buddy has been the best dog ever.
With other animals, I did wait too long, and I hope I’m not doing that with him… when I lived in the country, I had an ash tree and buried all the cats around it. It made me feel good that when new leaves came out on the tree, they were made from the molecules of my beloved feline friends. Now that I’m in the city, I favor cremation.
So sorry. He’s in dog heaven now where life is wonderful for all dogs. Steaks grow on trees and they always catch the mailman. But even there they miss their human best friends. Our time with them on this earth is a blessing for us all.
Thank you, Shodan and Leet. It’s been only two days and the house feels so empty. I haven’t picked his food and water bowls up off the floor yet. I keep expecting him to trot into my room. I keep listening for him padding around the house and looking for him in every corner. I wake up in the morning and my first thought is putting him outside, then I realize, “Oh, damn!” I even miss going outside and picking up after him in the yard. I miss him coming up to me for treats. I find myself breaking out into random bouts of sobbing. I had him for almost 11 years. It’s going to take a while for the hurt to go away.
When I was sad, my first dog would come and put her head in my lap for scritchers and I felt better. When she died, there was no one to make me feel better.
Yes, it will take a while for your hurt to go away. Keep in mind that Brewster’s hurt is already over.
Regards,
Shodan - and Ernie, Reeka, and Bouie. And Leet.
I’m so sorry. It never gets easier. I lost both of my Gordon Setters this year. While I still have other dogs, my life will never be the same again. The pain is immeasurable.