That pain sucks. I was so upset about my dachshund Krenzel that I couldn't even go to the Vet. I had to say goodbye at home and then my wife and younger daughter took him to the vet. While I was home alone I got to grieve by myself.
Definitely sucks! My Mrs. and I went through canine cancer treatments for our 8 year old pups who was diagnosed with lymphoma a couple years back. Fortunate we were in a place we were able to prolong his life and give him some more positive time, but tough to see due family go through hard times.
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Condolences, Allin. I dread just thinking about this. One of my brothers is going through this right now and the days for his beloved German Shepherd are getting short. Know that you and your wife did the right thing, as painful as it may be.
She can’t “eliminate” properly without help squatting, etc. She’s having a hard time even walking at all, due to all limbs and hips deteriorating badly, and she’s in terrible pain. Many times she can’t even get outside to do her business, and is messing in the house. My brother and my nephew are doing all they can. We have a big family/friends gathering coming in VT the end of July, a celebration of life for our 90 year old mother (she wants this now, so she can attend, rather than later, when she, well, can’t). My brother has a tough decision coming - attend this gathering, which, of course, he wants to, but, there’s no way he can bring his dog with him and he’s not going to board her. So, if he goes, I suspect he’ll have had made this tough decision. And, he’d be staying with me and my wife and our dog at an Airbnb. That will be hard on him as he loves my dog and same breed, and I’ll be comforting my grown ass 66 year old bro who will be mourning hard.
Like all of us, he is extremely and ridiculously close to his dog. He has/had spent a lot of time with her training for schutzhund and attending the competitions and forming an amazing bond. One of the most, if not most, well trained dogs I’ve ever seen. Remarkable with precision healing, etc.
I am very sorry for your loss. People that do not have pets do not understand. I have been through it and it is just gut-wrenching.
Currently my 12 year-old golden who has lymphoma has taken a turn for the worse. Absolutely dreading her last day and trying to make the most of the time we have left.
I held the family dog in my lap as the Vet also came to the car and administered the shot, my father wasn't strong enough to do so. My dad allowed the animal to suffer far too long because he couldn't part with him and I, as a 16-year-old, had to force him to do the right thing. WE have to be able to let go when the animal is suffering, be strong.
I have found that posting the pain from losing one of our family animals (starting with my icon George in 2014)also lets others to tell their stories of loss. I read and UV every one of them.
I was the one in the back of the SUV last June 22, holding my 14-year-old dog while riding to the vet for what would be the last time. You know when they come into your life that it will likely be a 10 to 15 year journey, if we're lucky, but everything that happens in those 10-15 years makes it all worth while... even that last ride. Here's to Riley.
Absolutely gutting. Last fall, our golden doodle Laney stopped eating on a Friday and we had to put her down on that Monday due to complete organ failure. It was the kids dog, and they were crushed. Today we lost a Guinea pig that my son got our daughter for her 16th birthday. Even that got to me while I was digging a hole.
So sorry and hoping the good memories quickly overwhelm the pain.
Losing a pet is gut wrenching. My first boxer, I rescued her when she was 6 months old, right after her 7th birthday she passed due to lymph node cancer. My 2nd boxer, his heart stop just shy of his 10th birthday. My current boxer, he had a massive tumor removed from his anal gland 21 months ago, he is now 11. I don't know how much time he has left, but I am cherishing every day I get with him.
I travel a lot for my job while I was a bachelor but had two cats, Louie a Tonkanese (my hoops player) and a Himalayan, Rikki (my football player). Not aloof like most cats, more like dogs really. I had to play god and end Lou’s life at 15. Then Rik at 17, the Vet had to give him TWO doses because the first one didn’t work, talk about gut wrenching. Truly worst thing as a pet owner. I now have a 9 yr. Old Choc Lab that we bought when my daughter was 6. Figured he’d live till her leaving for college….that day is fast approaching and I think about it from time to time. He’s my best friend.
Considered posting something myself. Our 15yr old golden only has a week or 2 left. He started having some breathing issues last week (reverse sneezing). Later in the week, he had a regular sneeze and had some bloody discharge out of one of his nostrils. Got him to the vet Friday and he’s likely got a tumor that is bleeding. Causing the breathing issues. He’s too old to be put under just to even flush out his nose to get a 100% diagnosis. The procedure to remove the tumor or even a polyp is too invasive and a long, painful recovery that he also likely wouldn’t survive, and if he did, how long would he even have left? 15 is ancient for a golden and we know we’ve been blessed. Best dog I’ve ever had. Having to tell the kids was gut-wrenching. He’s not in pain right now. Mentally he’s all there. If not for the occasional bloody discharge a few times a day you’d think there was nothing wrong. I pray every night he goes to sleep and doesn’t wake up sometime before we put him down.
We had to put down our beloved dog in 2017 when her kidneys were failing, and it was the hardest thing I've ever done. We had to put down our 2nd dog not long before Christmas in 2020.
In the past 3 months or so I lost my childhood dogs a 18 year old chihuahua (Nina) and a 15 year old chihuahua (Whitey). Then my wife lost her childhood dog a 14 year old or so chocolate lab (Choxie). It was very tough for both of us. We have two dogs of our own now that are still young but I can’t imagine losing them. They are literally my best friends.
So sorry for your loss. Our pets become an integral part of the family . We have lost several (cocker, golden and black lab) and the wife insisted we keep their ashes on our bookcase. We also have a little plaque with a pawprint on it (got from now defunct Andersons I believe) under the dogwood tree that serves as an additional reminder. I wish you solace and great memories.
You are not alone. We have a box with all their ashes (Riley is being done now) and foot prints. Our daughter knows to put our ashes with theirs and find a proper nice spot to spread them together.
I'm terribly sorry for your loss, Allinosu. It is extremely difficult time when a dog passes away, they are a part of your family. Our 12 year old shih tzu, Sophie, passed away going to the vet's office after her bladder stone surgery and she was an absolute sweetheart.
A neighbor of mine abandoned their cat in a vacant house. I broke in, freed the cat and adopted him. Unfortunately, he got feline AIDS from getting bitten by a feral cat. I had to put the lovely cat down. Broke my heart. He had a wonderful summer. Better than starving to death in a shit-covered house alone. He was such a sweet cat too. Ironically, his prior name was Lucky. I changed it. I miss him often.
terrible news and all of the pet owners on this site can relate ... our deepest sympathies. Riley is waiting for you and your family (and hopefully getting to meet/know/play with my dearly departed Scooby and Charlie) right now on the Rainbow Bridge ... I pray that it is real ...
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We have been there with our Golden. It's tough and sorry for your loss. My current one is laying up against me on the couch as I write this and this one will be very hard. She's 10 and I know someday I will be in your shoes again as well.
Absolutely get it! That same daggone mutt that drove me nuts for a few years turned out to be a great buddy over time. When that day came I had an extremely difficult several days; having said goodbye to a valued member of the family! I feel for you, Allinosu...it's hard NOT to go "all in" with our pets!
One of my family's dogs, Oliver (who I called Boomie), in a span of 1 year aged like crazy. He lost SO much hair, lost a lot of teeth, lost a good portion of his vision, ran into walls, would trip over his hind legs. It was just horrible. He passed away in my Dad's arms on March 1. We were all very emotional. He had a great 14 years. I'll never forget coming home for spring break from Ohio State in 2008, and finding him walking around in our kitchen as a puppy. Love you Booms.
Thankfully, we have our other dog Charlie, who is my sweet little girl.
My deepest condolences on the loss of Riley--I feel for you. My wife and I had to make that same decision with 3 of our dogs, it sucks. Best wishes and hang in there...
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I am very sorry. It is a terrible loss. It hurts more than the loss of family sometimes. They are part of the inner circle and you see them day in and day out. They always love you and when they go it is like someone near and dear has passed away.
It is one of the deepest pains I have ever felt and it does not get easier if you have to do it again. A solace that it is often the right thing to do.
They are part of the family and in many ways the only fault of a pet is that their lives are so short compared to our own. At least for cats and dogs.
I'm so sorry you're going through this, Allinosu. When we bring an animal into our lives, we know that its life will be relatively short compared to ours, but that understanding is totally abstract until the time comes to finally part ways and send them off into the unknown. It's really hard for anyone with a heart to deal with.
As I type this I'm looking at our 8.5 y/o Shepherd mix, who is still young at heart but starting to show her age here and there. We adopted her when she was about a year and a half old, and it breaks my heart to think about how quickly the past seven years have gone by, knowing that we're almost certainly past the halfway point of our time with her. It's hard to think about without getting misty-eyed.
My childhood dog was an amazing Ridgeback/Shepherd mix. We brought her home when I was in third grade and my parents put her down about a month after I graduated from OSU, after she developed an inoperable mass in her abdomen that made it impossible for her to urinate without extreme pain and discomfort. My folks did the right thing in ending her life mercifully and humanely, and I was fortunate to get one last FaceTime with her before she passed on. Unfortunately, I was at work at the time, so the rest of my shift was unbearable, but I still have a screenshot from the call saved to my camera roll, and I look at it from time to time. And as corny as it sounds, I really appreciated the framed copy of the Rainbow Bridge poem that my parents sent me, along with a photo of her and a satchel of her cremated remains. It hangs in one of our closets now, and I still get a little weepy when I look at her face and read the poem.
Anyway, sorry for rambling. I just love dogs and hate thinking of the pain of losing them. I hope, whenever you and your wife are ready, that you'll adopt another. It sounds like you may have others already, so thank you for taking them in and giving them a happy and comfortable home to spend their lives in.
I've changed my ways a little; I cannot now
Run with you in the evenings along the shore,
Except in a kind of dream; and you, if you dream a moment,
You see me there.
So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door
Where I used to scratch to go out or in,
And you'd soon open; leave on the kitchen floor
The marks of my drinking-pan.
I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do
On the warm stone,
Nor at the foot of your bed; no, all the night through
I lie alone.
But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet
Outside your window where firelight so often plays,
And where you sit to read--and I fear often grieving for me--
Every night your lamplight lies on my place.
You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard
To think of you ever dying
A little dog would get tired, living so long.
I hope than when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear
As good and joyful as mine.
No, dear, that's too much hope: you are not so well cared for
As I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided
Fidelities that I knew.
Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided. . . .
But to me you were true.
You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend.
I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,
I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.
Condolences, I went through this last March with my buddy. Had cancer all over his vital organs and was facing some pretty serious and unpleasant symptoms. Had lost around 30% of his body weight within a year and it was getting harder and harder to get him to eat. Had him put down at the advice of the vets. Pretty devastating, especially the first night going to bed and not having him on the floor in his bed beside me, waking up the first morning without him greeting me and getting home the first night from work without him jumping off the couch for some scratches. His muddy paw prints are still on the sliding glass door so you might say I haven’t completely let go lol.
My condolences. I also went though this recently with my childhood dog a couple years ago. It’s so unbelievably hard. Now my wife and I have a just over one year old black lab, I just cannot imagine my day without him. Cherish every moment we get with them.
I'm so sorry, Allinosu, and everyone in this thread who had to say goodbye to a beloved pet.
Somehow I thought it would get easier as we got older and more experienced. But it's getting harder the more often we go through it. Still worth it to own a pet.
I'm finding the older I get the more emotion I acknowledge and allow myself to feel. At 20, I would really only cry at the loss of someone I was very close to. At 30, I found myself much more willing to cry in front of people. Now at 40, I don't give a crap who sees me cry and I cry over happy and sad things a lot. All that is to say, I think the older I get, the harder loss is to deal with. That or maybe I'm more open to mourning and grief, which means I'm actually dealing with things in a more healthy way hahahaha. It doesn't feel easier, I know that much!
I feel your pain OP. We had to put down our family dog many years ago. We loved that dog but she was in so much pain (torn ACL, arthritis, no bladder control, mostly blind) that it honestly was the more humane thing to do. Didn't make it any easier since she was a member of our family.
All I can say is that you will always have the memory of the wonderful life your pet had with you, and no one can ever change that or take it away from you. Our pets are more noble creatures than we are in certain ways. Bless you for taking care of the friend that you have said goodbye to, and may the joyful memories prevail over the pain of the loss sooner rather than later.
We've had to put so many pets down over the years. Dogs and Cats. The first one for me though was the toughest. He was a sweet loveable dog that we got when he was only a newborn puppy. I remember house training him. He and I and our other dog at the time, we walked damn near everywhere and we made their lives better. Our dogs were with us for over a decade.
When it came time to put our loveable boy down, I finally realized it was the best thing for him. We gave him saline solution at home to get fluids in him, but eventually he couldn't stand anymore without having a harness for us to carry his rear legs and he couldn't hold his bladder. He lost a ton of weight.
When we went to the vet that last time, he looked at me during the trip and I believe he knew why we were going and he knew he wasn't coming back home with us. It took everything I had to go through with it because I loved him that much. While we waiting for the vet, I almost reconsidered, wanting to take him back home, even though he was struggling because I didn't want to part with him. I usually don't cry, but after that day that he died, I cried.
We had to have our other dog put down the following year. She had numerous health issues caused by diabetes. She too was the love of my life.
I don't think about them as much anymore, but when I do it's about the good times that we shared.
I don't want to say that it gets easier with each pet - it's never easy - but you have to think about their quality of life. When it's time, it's time and you have to know in your head when that time is and not delay or hesitate in making the decision. Make the decision and stick with it. When it comes to their health, it's never about you and your grief and your loss. It's about them and their quality of life.
What makes it hard for me, especially with the case of the two pets I mentioned below, is that the pets are always happy to see me. There are days I know my wife, mom, friends, and co-workers aren't happy to see me or wish I'd just go away for a while hahaha. Even in those days, if I was leaving the house because I was driving the wife nuts, my dog Sydney wanted to ride with me wherever I was going. The dog and my favorite cat thought I was always the coolest guy around, even when other people might not like me all that much in that particular day or moment.
I'm very sorry to hear this. I have had to do this 2 times now, and you are absolutely correct, it's really hard and you will question yourself about the decision. Last March, my beloved Aussie mix Sydney was in bad shape. She was in early stages of kidney failure and early stages of dementia. One day we came home and she was splayed out on our living room floor, like doing 4 leg splits, and she had peed. She just couldn't get up. I wrapped her up in a blanket and carried her to the car, and held her in the back seat on the way to the vet. We made the decision on the way there, that no matter what happened in the interim (a quick turnaround for example) that it was time and that many more incidents like this were on the horizon in the coming weeks/months with her failing health. Of course, she couldn't stand for most of the time, and right before the vet came in she jumped up and walked around the room acting okish. I had a little doubt creep in about the decision, but knew it was what was best for her. We rescued her at 4 years old, she was closing in on 14 at the time of her death. Every day when I came home from work she waited at the top of my stairs, I'd kneel down and she'd jump up and put her paws on my shoulder and give me a hug. She followed me everywhere. I always told my wife and mom that no one loved me the way Sydney did. It has been a year and I still get emotional about it, but it was ABSOLUTELY the correct decision.
About 4 weeks ago, almost a year to the day, my favorite cat also had to be put down, again it was the correct, but VERY VERY hard decision to make. He was 11 years old and basically every night he would fall asleep with his head on my arm. My wife and I couldn't have kids, so our animals are our family. We aren't the type who equate losing a pet to losing a kid or anything like that, but they do mean so much to us. I take solace in knowing that with all of our animals, we rescued them from horrible homes or kill shelters. We gave them a very loving home for over a decade. We gave them lives they never would've had, and we gave them the opportunity to die while they still had some comfort, even though their bodies were failing.
I didn't mean to go so far into detail about my own experience, but I really do empathize with you. Making the decision to put the pet down and making that drive to the vet knowing that's what is coming is a really hard call to make. You have to be pretty brave to make that call.
I've had to make this decision twice...my first Golden Retriever, Bear...my parents got him for me when he was a puppy (pick of the litter) when I was 12...I remember they drew up a contract that stated that I had to walk him daily rain or shine, pick up after him, feed him (of course they got everything I needed), I had to go w/ him to obedience training...my grandparents Golden Retriever was his father, so he was the pick of the litter. Anyways, except for my years at Ohio State he was w/ me at all times...once I graduated he was an old boy, but I still moved him back in w/ me and had a few more wonderful years w/ him...in Oct 2005 at 14, he was diagnosed w/ stomach cancer and he stopped eating...I was living in Charlotte, NC and had to make that decision. Thankfully my dad flew down to Charlotte to go to the vet w/ me...couldn't have done it alone. That day unfortunately got worse when Ohio State got upset at Happy Valley that night...
6 months later I got a rescued Golden Retriever...her name was Nayla...I ended up having her for a 11 years and in June 2017 had to put her down after similar situation...she too had stomach cancer...
These were 2 of the worst days in my life. 2 of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make...I have another rescued Golden Retriever now, Hans...he's still only about 4 yrs old...but I am not looking forward to the day that I have to make that decision again...but I look at it, that one terrible day is not worth giving up all the wonderful days these dogs have given to me.
This is such a tough topic and my heart goes out to the original poster and all the rest who have walked this path.
During our 20 years together, my late husband and I rescued and adopted a number of cats. He passed nearly 6 years ago from cancer and the last of our rescues developed blood clots that paralyzed her back legs about 3 years ago, forcing me to make that awful choice. She was only 9 and was a favorite among the veterinary practice I went to. I've never seen a vet sob after putting down one of my animals, but this one did (and I was right there sobbing along with her). Five times I've had to do this and each time I held the animal in my arms as they faded away...and each time my heart shattered into a million pieces. Having lost so much over the years, I can't bring myself to rescue again, even though I greatly miss the companionship. Kudos to those of you who still do this.
Losing a beloved pet is always hard. Sorry to hear that you're going through this. I do believe (and I hope this doesn't violate a site policy and if it does please nuke MODs) that God has a plan for us and for all living things. One day you will be reunited and in a condition that is free of pain and suffering.
“If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.”
-Jack Handey
Sorry to hear. I sat with our dog on my lap on the vets floor a few years ago while she passed. One of the roughest moments of my life. Years later and I have the family pushing for another dog and I keep playing it off as I don't want the responsibility as it will ultimately become 100% me taking care of a new dog. In reality I just can't bring myself to move on from my old dog.
My wife and I had to put a dog down a few years ago and it still wrecks me to think about. We currently have 5 dogs, three of them are deaf and have visual impairments ranging from partially blind to competently blind. We take those doggos knowing that it’s very hard to find homes for them. One came from Wisconsin and the other from Texas, the third being local to Cincinnati. It pains me to think that at one point we will go through this again. I’m sorry for your loss.
Our (my wife and I) hearts go out to you. The position we are in here gives us animals that have problems that some aren't equipped to care for them or don't want to bother. We have one fully blind and two getting there along with a lab that has some sort of virus that vets can't explain that ate the skin of off her left rear leg (she looked like she was burned)and made her another hole by her butt hole. After 2 grand and 4 months of aggressive meds and wrapping her leg every day for twelve hours it finally healed. We also have one that's 19 and a beagle that has daily seizures. Meds time morning and night is quite an effort.
We recently had to put down our baby girl 2 months ago. Bad ticker. I used Lap Of Love. They come to your home. So much better imo than dragging a already stressed pet to the vet. It was $580 for our 9# Pomeranian. They take care of the burial or cremation whichever you prefer. Was well worth it for me as it was much less stressful for us and her. And the vet was a hottie !!! Too friendly according to my ball&chain lol
We've done this the last two times we had to put one of our dogs down. Highly recommend for all the reasons that you cite (though the hotness of the vet may vary, I presume).
We recently had to put down our baby girl 2 months ago. Bad ticker. I used Lap Of Love. They come to your home. So much better imo than dragging a already stressed pet to the vet. It was $580 for our 9# Pomeranian. They take care of the burial or cremation whichever you prefer. Was well worth it for me as it was much less stressful for us and her. And the vet was a hottie !!! Too friendly according to my ball&chain lol
Our 15yr old golden will be crossing the rainbow Bridge on Friday. I made him a ribeye, snakehead, green beans and a twice baked potato for dinner tonight. I cried like a baby when he started eating it.
Feels like someone keeps kicking me in the gut over and over. It was time. Our old boy would never let on if he was hurting or sick because he wouldn't have wanted to upset us. He got Lymes early on as a puppy. He was too young for anti tick treatment. Never even knew it until his 1st blood work came back and his levels were off the chart. Ate some rotten animal or animal poop and was shitting everywhere and vomiting but always had a smile on his face. Had a pit bull rip his ear in half and never showed anything but joy.
The last 2 weeks though he noticeably declined since he started a nose bleed that wouldn't stop. This morning, when we tried to get him to walk out the door, he wouldn't move, and then looked at me and the wife like he knew it was time. His body was failing him and he was tired. Mentally, he was all there. He just couldn't do it anymore. If we had asked for an autopsy I'm positive he was a mess in side. He was my buddy for 15 yrs, 3mos and 4 days. Breaks my heart he's gone but I know we were blessed to have to chance to say goodbye. He gave us nothing but unconditional love and joy. The least we could do was ease his passing.
I knew today was going to be hard but never imagined it would be like this. I love you buddy. Can't wait to see that tail wagging again on the other side. In the mean time, get to know pop pop...you never had a chance to meet him in this life.
My Ex GF had a minpin who eventually became my dog. Two old men hanging out in the back yard. He was food obsessed.
Around 13 years old, he got bladder cancer and stopped eating. The last and only thing he would eat was my pulled pork. Not ashamed to say I shed a tear when we took him to the vet to put him out of his misery.
It has been a few years and I was cleaning out the garage and attic last week. Doggie doors, bed, kennel, toys, food and water dishes all went to the Animal Shelter Tuesday.
I had two cats. They were brothers from the same litter. They were Buckeye fans. They would both sit in my lap watching the Buckeyes crush TTUN. Both suffered from kitty cancer. It was over ten years ago Within a few months of each other both were put to sleep. To this day I still feel that I betrayed my best friends. When the day comes, I hope to find both of them at the end of the Rainbow bridge patiently waiting for me.
An update from my April 3rd comment. My current boxer had to be put down May6th, 22 months after his anal gland surgery. Another tumor developed blocking his bladder. This surgery as I understand it, can give a dog another 12 to 24 months of living, my buddy made it 22 months. I was blessed to get that much more time, however this was not only gut wrenching, this ripped my heart. I don't know if I will get over this one, he may have been my last dog.
Sorry for your loss. It's never easy, brutal on the emotions, and unlike us humans they can't tell us when it's time to go. Really proud to see a fellow Buckeye taking care of these pups with no options. Well done.
My two cents has always been, if you bring dogs into the family, you show up and be there for them at the end, no matter how fucking painful it is. They give us unconditional love their entire lives, become a a part of the family, so I always make sure I'm in there with the vet when they close their eyes for the last time. A friendly face needs to be the last thing they see imo.
And then you ball your eyes out and go get a puppy :)
I've had to put down both of my Golden Retrievers...my first 1 Bear, we got when I was 12 yrs old...but he quickly became my dog...I even had him w/ me a lot when I lived in the off campus area. I had to put him down when I was 26 and it was the hardest decision of my life. I had recently moved down to Charlotte, NC and was living on my own when it happened...thankfully my father flew down to see me that weekend to give me the emotional support I needed.
A few months later I adopted Nayla, a 2 yr old Golden retriever from a rescue club. I had her for over 11 years before I had to make that same decision...both were cancer, but different kinds.
These were 2 of the hardest and worst days of my entire life.
I have a framed pic of the Rainbow Bridge poem in my room...I always find comfort in that.
So very sorry. Definitely know what it's like, been through it the same as many of you have. We just got a new puppy and while she's an amazing addition to our family you still get them knowing that their time on Earth is relatively short, the best we can do is give them the best life possible and take care of these amazing friends the best we can everyday.
"I don't want to be around average, why be around average!" -UFM
Hang in there. You’re doing the right thing by taking away her pain. We had our dog for 16 years, got him at a rescue when we figure he was two so he’d lived a good, long, happy life. But he slowly started to fall apart, having little strokes, shitting, peeing and throwing up all over the house, sometimes all three at once. We’d held on too long, hoping he’d do us a favor and pass on his own so we wouldn’t have to put him down. It got to a point where we knew it was past time, that we were being selfish cowards by hanging on to him. We were pretty shook up, asking ourselves at the vet’s if it was the right thing to do, if we should just put him back in the car and take him home. That’s when the vet told us that putting down a pet that’s suffering is the last gift we can give them. We owe them that much. That advice helped us a lot.
Moms and good dogs should live forever.
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." - Edmund Burke
Yeah, it's so common to hold on longer than we should at the expense of the pet, it's human nature. I've been there and held off a bit too long as well, hoping that I didn't have to be the one to force the issue. Forgive yourself, it's a natural reaction to pain and your dog forgives you as he looks down upon you from above, he's at peace now.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Dogs are such wonderful animals. It sounds like you gave this dog a great life that he likely never had before and I'd bet you gave him many wonderful moments and a family to be a part of that he may have otherwise never had. Dogs are pack animals and need a be around a group, regardless of if that's other dogs or people, but they are particularly fond of people as we have selectively breed them to have that trait. I often think about how it will be when I lose one of my two dogs and I get emotional just considering it. It's heartbreaking to lose something that loves you unconditionally and is always happy to see you when you walk in the door. We just don't find that kind of devotion from other humans so dogs have a special place in our hearts. I'm sorry for your loss.
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I've been preparing for this for some time and don't think I'll ever be ready. I have 3 dogs, 2 of which are older, especially for their age. We got them both in Guam and are around 10 years old now. Shipped them from Guam to CA, to FL and then finally too Ohio. One of them (Buckeye, he's what they call a "booney dog", basically just a mutt, from the Island) has really really bad teeth and I'm still unsure what the Vet is going to suggest when the time comes for them to be pulled. I just spent 5k for my youngest (Ava, Pit, she's 3) to get both her "knees" replaced and I don't think I have another 5k in me to replace teeth on an elderly dog. The other older dog (Riley, another pit) has had allergies her whole life, we're always having to get her anal glands expressed, apply ointment to her ears and nether regions, we've experimented with food, brands, meat type, etc and it's just never something that's been able to be fixed, she has developed a softball size lump on her rib cage (of which the vet says not to worry about it if it doesnt hurt her). She's never been the most active dog but she sleeps probably 20 hours a day, can't jump like she used to, etc.
Worst part is my son is 8 and they were both with him since he was born obviously, I'm not sure how he's going to handle it.
Anyways, I'm sorry for your loss, it's never easy. Dogs truly are a gift to mankind.
"Come on, you sons of b!tches! Do you want to live forever?" -- Dan Daly, WWI
We are currently going through the same thing with one of dogs now. Shorty is 19 with the strongest constitutions I've ever seen. He has arthritis badly but we stretch him every day and I use a mixture of absorbine horse liniment and a special winter green mixture but time keeps moving on.
It’s brutal. Mine of 10+ yrs went down in February.
Laps of Love is a company that actually comes to your home and does is it. More expensive than the vet but worth it - they’re at home and less stressful for them.
There is more to it also. Before the end most have problems with joints, back or cancers that makes them miserable. My wife and I have found solutions along the way to keep them comfortable and extend mobility. If yo ever need to then try me and maybe I can help. With our rescue we've seen a loot of different problems.
Scrolling through this thread and I'm wondering where it was last fall!
My wife is has asthma and is highly allergic to dander. Didn't stop her and my daughter from falling in love with a little black and tan dachshund pup. Got a picture texted to me saying "Can we get him? Your daughter says she'll take care of him." I knew then she would only cuddle with him (same with her two brothers), I'd be the one feeding and walking him. But I said yes anyway. Little guy would light up a room just by trotting in with that confident doxie strut.
Nearly a decade later, that little pup ended up developing Cushing's disease and he went downhill quickly after that. Difficulty getting him to eat, struggled to get out to walk, all that stuff. One Saturday night, he started vomiting bile and wouldn't stop. Took him to the emergency vet and it was rapidly clear he wasn't going to make it. Hardest thing we ever had to do was letting him go. Crushed our family right before the holidays. They say we don't deserve dogs, I'm not sure I agree. They love you unconditionally, how could you not want that?
We did get another doxie this spring. My one stipulation was no black and tans - I didn't want to compare our next pup to him. Fortunately doxies are a breed with so many varieties, our newest addition is a fawn and tan piebald. Such a character, love him like crazy! But I still miss that little black and tan - always will.
Thank you for sharing your life journey with your beloved family member. I keep thinking about the old saying "I'd rather love and lose than never loving at all".Your little guy will be with you and your family to the end.
Here we (my wife and I) go again. Two of our rescues (a corgi and cat) That have been with us for many years (both 19) Went down hill fast and we are reluctantly taking them in the morning to put them down. This is not as painful as Riley because he was perfectly healthy one minute and bad the next while they had long happy lives. We also have a lab and a beagle that are reaching the end soon also. We knew for years with our pack that several would go very close together but put it out of our minds as in the future which has now upon us.
So sorry to hear Friend. We’ve been into BullMastiffs for 20 years - there’s nothing like coming home to a 130 pound dog bringing their favorite toy to you. You loved that puppy well - bless you and your wife for rescuing.
Sorry to hear this, my older dog had the same issues, one bad jump and he couldnt move any more, but i couldnt let him be in that condition and not be himself. I made the same hard choice you did, and it was for the best.
This has truly been a tough year for us for sure. Molly has been with us since 2008 and came down with an autoimmune disorder. The vet tried everything to stop the deterioration and we rolled the dice with our breaths held by hitting her hard with steroids a few days ago but it was too much for her liver and she dies last night comfortably between us during the night. Molly favored my wife and she has been a wreck since this morning. That's 4 in a few months.
Thank GOD your best friend was not a Horse, my wife and I raised a 3 month old Pony to a very sweet Arabian, she was to young to ID her legacy when we rescued her from a farm in Euclid, but she grew to give us 4 foels we indeed were extremely lucky as Stormy grew up she knew her boundrys and in her 25 years never left where she lived, she died back in the Spring, and by the way, to bury her cost us 1800 dollars but for her was worth every penny......... I am sorry for all your losses !!
I'm sorry for your loss Cruiser. I was raised on a farm with harness sulky horses. My very first one Shotgun who was a stallion)tried to climb his stall after a mare in the main hallway (my dad let the field horses in for a very cold night) and got his foot wedged in the top of the stall door. I came in to feed the next morning and he was hanging dead. OSU vetr school used to come and pick them up for free autopsies as teaching for students.
My parents cat disappeared while I was house sitting for them. His litter-mate/sister is still around, but Sylvester-dead ringer for Tweety Bird cat, is gone. Coyote-dog, male rival, hawk, drowning (this is a thing for rural cats),who knows. Stalk in peace my feline friend.
In a bizarre, but happy, update, Sylvester the cat reappeared out of the blue after two weeks today. No idea where he went, as he didn’t appeared injured from a fight and acted the same as always.
Yes, he is fixed. This is bizarre, b/c animals usually don’t reappear after long stretches away, and he was acting like nothing changed from his normal routine.
Not sure about males, but our female cat was “fixed,” but she wasn’t. She was still going through her cycles, howling to call her boys in. Told my wife, the vet fucked up. Come to find out, they didn’t get the whole thing so we had to take her in when she was on a cycle, so the piece was enlarged enough to where they could get it all.
Stxbuck… our neighbor has a young cat that would disappear for weeks snd sometimes longer. Comes home for a bit and then goes away again for weeks at a time. It’s been doing this for almost two years. He’s a male as well.
Our labradoodle of 15 1/2 years passed on Monday of this week. Her body gave all that it could and could no longer support her functioning heart. We had to make the extremely difficult decision to provide her the help needed to allow her to be at peace. Lap of Love provided the service and it allowed our day to be a little easier. We were able walk her around in the morning to soak in some sunshine. She found her final resting spot after taking in all the smells of our large back yard. My wife, daughter and I sat with her for a half hour before the vet arrived. For those of you that are struggling with the end of life decision, Lap of Love is worth researching whether it could help your family. It was an emotionally draining day but we will always have positive memories of our last moments with her. She appeared to be at the most peace that she had been in a long time.
Labs are close to my wife's and my heart. We currently have two in our rescue and both are winding down their time with us. It's a real gut punch when they go and we still reminisce about the ones gone to us now from time to time. Our new rescue (male mixed breed) needed fixed and shots and we were taken back when the vet asked us he we wanted him to have pain meds. My wife (in shock) asked if there were some who said no and the answer was yes.
We are trying to recover after the loss of our old tuxedo cat, pictured in my avatar, who made it nearly 21 years. Deaf for past year and more recently losing his vision he likely had a seizure and passed while we were out for my birthday dinner with friends. Birthday sucked. (Visited by hurricane Ian and then that.)
His name was Bo, most assuredly NOT named after Schembechler. It was short for Turbo the shelter told us back in 2002.
Enjoy the wins over *ichigan, ....I still remember the dark days of the 1990's....
We are trying to recover after the loss of our old tuxedo cat, pictured in my avatar, who made it nearly 21 years. Deaf for past year and more recently losing his vision he likely had a seizure and passed while we were out for my birthday dinner with friends. Birthday sucked. (Visited by hurricane Ian and then that.)
His name was Bo, most assuredly NOT named after Schembechler. It was short for Turbo the shelter told us back in 2002.
Enjoy the wins over *ichigan, ....I still remember the dark days of the 1990's....
Went through this today actually, with a chocolate lab we had for 10 years (kidneys failing and she was definitely suffering). It never is easy, it's always difficult. We had to put another dog down when I was younger to health issues as well. No matter whether you have gone through it before or it's your first time. It is always just as hard. People who don't own pets don't understand the love. "It's just a dog (insert any animal)" It's not "just". They become family and losing them is heartbreaking.
Sorry for your loss Allinosu. I did get some comfort from seeing this forum post bumped today as I am struggling.
My wife and I read and answer each one of these sad stories because we know the pain you are going through now. A neighbor of mine said he loved his dog for the unconditional love they give. He (joking) said if you lock your wife and dog in the basement a whole day, the dog will be the one glad to see you when you let them out.
Hahah! I needed that laugh today, that is a great joke, but also very accurate. Their love is unconditional and they love us no matter how many times we mess up. Keeping you and your wife in my thoughts as we're going through this together. It's a tough decision, but unfortunately one we have to make sometimes now matter how much we don't want to.
thankful for this thread. I just sat in the Vets office this Wednesday when delivered the news my beloved Weimaraner has bladder cancer and is in her end of life stage. To say I'm struggling with grief is an incredible understatement.. She has given me a great 12 years and I want to see her through the other side the best way I can. Someone else mentioned about bladder blocking tumor and the surgery could give another 12-24 months. My vet said that he has sent many dogs to a specialist that have this and did not give near those kinds of months. ??
I'm already torn about when and how to euthanize her. She hates the vets office and I'd rather not have her last moments be in stress about being there.I've gone that route with her sister, my GSP a year and a half ago though somewhat different circumstances. I dropped her off at the vet for surgery to hopefuly remove a tumor near her liver but I told the vet if you get in there and its everywhere and she can't be saved to just not wake her up. That agonzing 4-6 hr wait from dropping her off to getting the phone call mid sugery to tell him to let her go was the most agonzing hours maybe of my life, outside of watching my mother die.
I've checked around and can't find any Lap of Love or mobile vet that comes to your house. My very odd but serious question is ..Is there to euthanize your dog humanely at home with sleeping or pain pills? If not, I will probably drive to a city that does have this Lap of Love vet and maybe find a park somewhere. I'd just rather she be home with us there if at all possible.
So sorry to hear. I posted up above back in April that we had a choice to make about our 15yr old Golden as well. It was thought to be a tumor somewhere in his sinus cavity...just the procedure to find out what it was would've likely been too much for him at that age, as there's no guarantee he even wakes up from the procedure. The surgery itself would've required months of recovery. It's the worst decision to have to make, if you truly love her (which you obviously do), then you have to ask yourself, who is that extra few months for...you or her? If she's going to be in pain for a long period of time while she recovers, is it worth it?
Sucks you can't find a vet to come to your house...have you tried the local vet's offices to see if that's something they'd even consider, even if there's an additional fee attached? I'm not an expert, but I would definitely not try to do it myself at home.
Duke, we are not experts but we have had great success looking at pet well being and fiveleafpetbotanicals.com for extreme meds that have extended some of our pets life (and quality)with 'not long to live' scenarios. I also recommend putting a table spoon or so of arm&hammer (poor mans chemo)baking soda in their water because these things thrive in an acidic environment. Keep us up to date. We've dealt with tumors and cancers and have had good resuts.
Man, this is a tough thread. Our 10yo Bahamian "potcake" was just diagnosed with lymphoma. She's tolerating prednisone pretty well for now, but has lost weight, etc. We know the prognosis is bad, the option for chemo is infusion therapy every three weeks and decided against it. She has had pretty severe anxiety her whole life from whatever she experienced as a puppy on the Bahamian streets. I dread the day when we have to make this decision and my condolences to all of you who've had to say goodbye and those who are currently doing all you can for your sick pets.
When I was 6 I was thinking about this rivalry. This one is seared on your soul, It's ingrained through every part of your body. -Urban Meyer
Sorry to hear BAY. We have had great success using cancer drugs from pet well being and five leaf pet potanicals. Put some baking soda in her water (it's a poor man's chemo. We've had dogs and cats diagnosed for living less than a month and had them comfortable happily 2 or more years.Cancer needs an acidic host to do it's best damage.Get her PH up.
Thanks to some advice from Allinosu, I have been using some CBD oil, 7 mushroom blend, and beta glucan.I’d like to think it’s helping. At least it helps me to think I’m doing something. She’s still having good days and can run, jump , and still enjoys food immensely. I’m taking advantage of every day I have left with her. Doing all the things she loves to do.
I thought about a story I once read in Field and Stream and it is somewhat related to our dogs but also to our family and life itself. It’s one of the best written and powerful short stories I’ve ever read.
I'm sorry you have to go through this Allin. As you said it totally sucks. We went through a similar death one year ago. Our rescued stray Sheltie was with us for 10 years and she had a sudden decline. We took her to a specialty vet hospital in Florida and found out she had a stroke and had congenital heart failure. They suggested we put her down then. We decided to wait a few days and make a decision. We picked her up three days later and made a straight through drive to Columbus, where we got her into Medvet, another specialty vet hospital in Worthington. They had wonderful doctors and her cardiologist, neurologist and internal medicine vet worked with us and got her another 8 months of a good life. Unfortunately, last November something was wrong and we took her to Medvet. They found a very aggressive cancerous tumor in her stomach. They told us they could keep her alive for a few days to let family come to say goodbye or they could buy her a month to 6 weeks with chemo. We made the decision to let her go.
It heart wrenching. I'm sorry you had to go through this pain. I hope anyone else reading never has this experience.
Of course, we're going to take in another rescue :)
What a wonderful life she must have had with you. You will never forget her. Recues are not hard to find, We just got two more in the last 2 months but 3 that are getting close to the end. It's been a hard year for sure losing 4 from old age.
Bless you for having the strength to allow her to pass without forcing her through chemo to buy YOU another month. It's difficult for sure but far too many people allow their loved ones to suffer because they want to avoid the end.
Everytime I open this thread, my eyes get a little tear in them...unless you've had them, it's hard for people to understand how much our pets mean to us.
6 months and 4 days ago, I had to put my 11 year old boxer down. I miss him! I just recently got another boxer. He is an awesome pup, but I still miss my old friend everyday.
We had to put down our 15 year old mixed breed dog back in September. It really really sucked. He was such a chill and sweet dog. Super low maintenance too. Just a great dog to have. First time I've cried in a good long while
Lost my awesome 15 year old Shih Tzu this morning. As you can imagine, the emotions are still pretty raw as I type this. This is the third family pet that I’ve lost within the past 15 years or so and it never gets any easier. I know that my current sadness will eventually give way to fond memories. But man, that journey sucks. My thanks to the OP for starting this topic.
Morn hard, morn fast and get back to living. Live your life to be the biggest loss you can be to everyone left behind. Dont let the gift your animal or loved one graced you with become a burden. They would not have wanted that for you. Tough sledding to be sure but knowing you had the opportunity to love and enjoy those around you is all any of us have. Keep loving, keep sharing and keep being the person they loved you for being.
Well here we go again. Last night not long after our loss, our 15 y/o beagle passed quietly in his sleep. He battled seizures his whole life (which is probably why he was abandoned)and was battling lymphoma the last 6 months but we kept him comfortable and loved. He was a mama's boy through and through. Thoroghly missed.
Sorry for your loss but you and your little guy are blessed to have him pass quietly in his sleep. I prayed for months that our old boy would go that way.
Well, today might be the day. Our oldest and first dog (my wife and I got him after getting married and before our daughter was born). 13.5+ years is a great life for a lab mix and he's certainly given us that. He was panting and shaking a bit last night walking around the house at 3am. We calmed him down and he slept in the spot on the floor where he settled. Didn't even get up to greet me making breakfast like he does every morning and turned down a treat. The vet allowed us to bring him in for evaluation and we're waiting for the call. Could be anything from arthritic pain to heart failure, but it sure hurt seeing him like that. Hoping for the best, and always have to keep in mind it's what's best for him, and not for us.
So, really good news. Vet just thinks he is in some pain from the sprawl he took at his water bowl after our walk yesterday. Heart is in good shape and said it does not feel like he is bone on bone with his legs. Gave us some anti-inflammatories that will also aid with arthritis. Had never seen him like that, but he is back home resting, and moving around a lot better. I hate to know he is in some pain, but the vet thinks it is manageable and he has a lot of good time left. Thanks for your thoughts.
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I'm so sorry to read, AIO - my condolences.
May Riley be at peace.
"Character, like a photograph, develops in darkness." - Yousuf Karsh
Enough talk.
Thanks Hov. I try to keep this up from time to time for those who need to tell their story.
That pain sucks. I was so upset about my dachshund Krenzel that I couldn't even go to the Vet. I had to say goodbye at home and then my wife and younger daughter took him to the vet. While I was home alone I got to grieve by myself.
It's really hard, I know.
Definitely sucks! My Mrs. and I went through canine cancer treatments for our 8 year old pups who was diagnosed with lymphoma a couple years back. Fortunate we were in a place we were able to prolong his life and give him some more positive time, but tough to see due family go through hard times.
"Football is, after all, a wonderful way to get rid of your aggressions without going to jail for it." Woody Hayes
I'm sorry for you and your Mrs pain.
Condolences, Allin. I dread just thinking about this. One of my brothers is going through this right now and the days for his beloved German Shepherd are getting short. Know that you and your wife did the right thing, as painful as it may be.
Sorry about your brother's pain. Any updates?
She can’t “eliminate” properly without help squatting, etc. She’s having a hard time even walking at all, due to all limbs and hips deteriorating badly, and she’s in terrible pain. Many times she can’t even get outside to do her business, and is messing in the house. My brother and my nephew are doing all they can. We have a big family/friends gathering coming in VT the end of July, a celebration of life for our 90 year old mother (she wants this now, so she can attend, rather than later, when she, well, can’t). My brother has a tough decision coming - attend this gathering, which, of course, he wants to, but, there’s no way he can bring his dog with him and he’s not going to board her. So, if he goes, I suspect he’ll have had made this tough decision. And, he’d be staying with me and my wife and our dog at an Airbnb. That will be hard on him as he loves my dog and same breed, and I’ll be comforting my grown ass 66 year old bro who will be mourning hard.
Like all of us, he is extremely and ridiculously close to his dog. He has/had spent a lot of time with her training for schutzhund and attending the competitions and forming an amazing bond. One of the most, if not most, well trained dogs I’ve ever seen. Remarkable with precision healing, etc.
Thanks for asking, Allin. You’re a good man.
So sorry. It’s so much worse than I had guessed before I went through it.
I am very sorry for your loss. People that do not have pets do not understand. I have been through it and it is just gut-wrenching.
Currently my 12 year-old golden who has lymphoma has taken a turn for the worse. Absolutely dreading her last day and trying to make the most of the time we have left.
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How is your golden doing?
I held the family dog in my lap as the Vet also came to the car and administered the shot, my father wasn't strong enough to do so. My dad allowed the animal to suffer far too long because he couldn't part with him and I, as a 16-year-old, had to force him to do the right thing. WE have to be able to let go when the animal is suffering, be strong.
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I am so sorry Allin but I certainly applaud both you and Mrs Allin for the mission that you're on helping lost and forgotten about animals.
Always try to look for the positive ........... in the midst of a crisis !!
I have found that posting the pain from losing one of our family animals (starting with my icon George in 2014)also lets others to tell their stories of loss. I read and UV every one of them.
Sharing the stories can really help with closure - just talking and telling stories can be very therapeutic.
Always try to look for the positive ........... in the midst of a crisis !!
I was the one in the back of the SUV last June 22, holding my 14-year-old dog while riding to the vet for what would be the last time. You know when they come into your life that it will likely be a 10 to 15 year journey, if we're lucky, but everything that happens in those 10-15 years makes it all worth while... even that last ride. Here's to Riley.
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Absolutely gutting. Last fall, our golden doodle Laney stopped eating on a Friday and we had to put her down on that Monday due to complete organ failure. It was the kids dog, and they were crushed. Today we lost a Guinea pig that my son got our daughter for her 16th birthday. Even that got to me while I was digging a hole.
So sorry and hoping the good memories quickly overwhelm the pain.
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Cheers to Riley! and prayers to you and your family.
I still get choked up occasionally thinking about this process for my dog and it’s been 7 years. I miss her. She was an outstanding dog and friend.
Losing a pet is gut wrenching. My first boxer, I rescued her when she was 6 months old, right after her 7th birthday she passed due to lymph node cancer. My 2nd boxer, his heart stop just shy of his 10th birthday. My current boxer, he had a massive tumor removed from his anal gland 21 months ago, he is now 11. I don't know how much time he has left, but I am cherishing every day I get with him.
I travel a lot for my job while I was a bachelor but had two cats, Louie a Tonkanese (my hoops player) and a Himalayan, Rikki (my football player). Not aloof like most cats, more like dogs really. I had to play god and end Lou’s life at 15. Then Rik at 17, the Vet had to give him TWO doses because the first one didn’t work, talk about gut wrenching. Truly worst thing as a pet owner. I now have a 9 yr. Old Choc Lab that we bought when my daughter was 6. Figured he’d live till her leaving for college….that day is fast approaching and I think about it from time to time. He’s my best friend.
Considered posting something myself. Our 15yr old golden only has a week or 2 left. He started having some breathing issues last week (reverse sneezing). Later in the week, he had a regular sneeze and had some bloody discharge out of one of his nostrils. Got him to the vet Friday and he’s likely got a tumor that is bleeding. Causing the breathing issues. He’s too old to be put under just to even flush out his nose to get a 100% diagnosis. The procedure to remove the tumor or even a polyp is too invasive and a long, painful recovery that he also likely wouldn’t survive, and if he did, how long would he even have left? 15 is ancient for a golden and we know we’ve been blessed. Best dog I’ve ever had. Having to tell the kids was gut-wrenching. He’s not in pain right now. Mentally he’s all there. If not for the occasional bloody discharge a few times a day you’d think there was nothing wrong. I pray every night he goes to sleep and doesn’t wake up sometime before we put him down.
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Very sorry for your loss -- it definitely sucks.
We had to put down our beloved dog in 2017 when her kidneys were failing, and it was the hardest thing I've ever done. We had to put down our 2nd dog not long before Christmas in 2020.
So sorry to hear this man. Our pets are family
Upon us all, a little rain must fall
In the past 3 months or so I lost my childhood dogs a 18 year old chihuahua (Nina) and a 15 year old chihuahua (Whitey). Then my wife lost her childhood dog a 14 year old or so chocolate lab (Choxie). It was very tough for both of us. We have two dogs of our own now that are still young but I can’t imagine losing them. They are literally my best friends.
Buckeye Til I Die
So sorry for your loss. Our pets become an integral part of the family . We have lost several (cocker, golden and black lab) and the wife insisted we keep their ashes on our bookcase. We also have a little plaque with a pawprint on it (got from now defunct Andersons I believe) under the dogwood tree that serves as an additional reminder. I wish you solace and great memories.
You are not alone. We have a box with all their ashes (Riley is being done now) and foot prints. Our daughter knows to put our ashes with theirs and find a proper nice spot to spread them together.
I'm terribly sorry for your loss, Allinosu. It is extremely difficult time when a dog passes away, they are a part of your family. Our 12 year old shih tzu, Sophie, passed away going to the vet's office after her bladder stone surgery and she was an absolute sweetheart.
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A neighbor of mine abandoned their cat in a vacant house. I broke in, freed the cat and adopted him. Unfortunately, he got feline AIDS from getting bitten by a feral cat. I had to put the lovely cat down. Broke my heart. He had a wonderful summer. Better than starving to death in a shit-covered house alone. He was such a sweet cat too. Ironically, his prior name was Lucky. I changed it. I miss him often.
terrible news and all of the pet owners on this site can relate ... our deepest sympathies. Riley is waiting for you and your family (and hopefully getting to meet/know/play with my dearly departed Scooby and Charlie) right now on the Rainbow Bridge ... I pray that it is real ...
" ... poor man wanna be rich, rich man wanna be king, and a king ain't satisfied 'til he rules everything ..." - The Boss
We have been there with our Golden. It's tough and sorry for your loss. My current one is laying up against me on the couch as I write this and this one will be very hard. She's 10 and I know someday I will be in your shoes again as well.
They are great companions and family members.
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Absolutely get it! That same daggone mutt that drove me nuts for a few years turned out to be a great buddy over time. When that day came I had an extremely difficult several days; having said goodbye to a valued member of the family! I feel for you, Allinosu...it's hard NOT to go "all in" with our pets!
If one has any kind of heart, I don't think can help being allin.
I'm sorry to hear that. We recently went through that with a beloved doxie and it is never easy, even if it is the best for them.
My last words will probably be: "It seemed like a good Idea at the time..."
"The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge." - Steven Hawking
My deepest sympathies. I also have lost 2 dogs via the trip to the vet's office. Cried like a baby both times.
One of my family's dogs, Oliver (who I called Boomie), in a span of 1 year aged like crazy. He lost SO much hair, lost a lot of teeth, lost a good portion of his vision, ran into walls, would trip over his hind legs. It was just horrible. He passed away in my Dad's arms on March 1. We were all very emotional. He had a great 14 years. I'll never forget coming home for spring break from Ohio State in 2008, and finding him walking around in our kitchen as a puppy. Love you Booms.
Thankfully, we have our other dog Charlie, who is my sweet little girl.
BOATS and HOES.
My deepest condolences on the loss of Riley--I feel for you. My wife and I had to make that same decision with 3 of our dogs, it sucks. Best wishes and hang in there...
"In America, anyone can become president. That's the problem." George Carlin
I am very sorry. It is a terrible loss. It hurts more than the loss of family sometimes. They are part of the inner circle and you see them day in and day out. They always love you and when they go it is like someone near and dear has passed away.
It is one of the deepest pains I have ever felt and it does not get easier if you have to do it again. A solace that it is often the right thing to do.
They are part of the family and in many ways the only fault of a pet is that their lives are so short compared to our own. At least for cats and dogs.
I'm so sorry you're going through this, Allinosu. When we bring an animal into our lives, we know that its life will be relatively short compared to ours, but that understanding is totally abstract until the time comes to finally part ways and send them off into the unknown. It's really hard for anyone with a heart to deal with.
As I type this I'm looking at our 8.5 y/o Shepherd mix, who is still young at heart but starting to show her age here and there. We adopted her when she was about a year and a half old, and it breaks my heart to think about how quickly the past seven years have gone by, knowing that we're almost certainly past the halfway point of our time with her. It's hard to think about without getting misty-eyed.
My childhood dog was an amazing Ridgeback/Shepherd mix. We brought her home when I was in third grade and my parents put her down about a month after I graduated from OSU, after she developed an inoperable mass in her abdomen that made it impossible for her to urinate without extreme pain and discomfort. My folks did the right thing in ending her life mercifully and humanely, and I was fortunate to get one last FaceTime with her before she passed on. Unfortunately, I was at work at the time, so the rest of my shift was unbearable, but I still have a screenshot from the call saved to my camera roll, and I look at it from time to time. And as corny as it sounds, I really appreciated the framed copy of the Rainbow Bridge poem that my parents sent me, along with a photo of her and a satchel of her cremated remains. It hangs in one of our closets now, and I still get a little weepy when I look at her face and read the poem.
Anyway, sorry for rambling. I just love dogs and hate thinking of the pain of losing them. I hope, whenever you and your wife are ready, that you'll adopt another. It sounds like you may have others already, so thank you for taking them in and giving them a happy and comfortable home to spend their lives in.
You can ramble all you want with your heart for animals.
I find this helps a little
https://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/housedog.htm
The House Dog's Grave (Haig, an English bulldog)
I've changed my ways a little; I cannot now
Run with you in the evenings along the shore,
Except in a kind of dream; and you, if you dream a moment,
You see me there.
So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door
Where I used to scratch to go out or in,
And you'd soon open; leave on the kitchen floor
The marks of my drinking-pan.
I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do
On the warm stone,
Nor at the foot of your bed; no, all the night through
I lie alone.
But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet
Outside your window where firelight so often plays,
And where you sit to read--and I fear often grieving for me--
Every night your lamplight lies on my place.
You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard
To think of you ever dying
A little dog would get tired, living so long.
I hope than when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear
As good and joyful as mine.
No, dear, that's too much hope: you are not so well cared for
As I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided
Fidelities that I knew.
Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided. . . .
But to me you were true.
You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend.
I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,
I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.
Robinson Jeffers, 1941
Condolences, I went through this last March with my buddy. Had cancer all over his vital organs and was facing some pretty serious and unpleasant symptoms. Had lost around 30% of his body weight within a year and it was getting harder and harder to get him to eat. Had him put down at the advice of the vets. Pretty devastating, especially the first night going to bed and not having him on the floor in his bed beside me, waking up the first morning without him greeting me and getting home the first night from work without him jumping off the couch for some scratches. His muddy paw prints are still on the sliding glass door so you might say I haven’t completely let go lol.
My condolences. I also went though this recently with my childhood dog a couple years ago. It’s so unbelievably hard. Now my wife and I have a just over one year old black lab, I just cannot imagine my day without him. Cherish every moment we get with them.
I am here for the same reason you are.
Heartbreaking.
I'm so sorry, Allinosu, and everyone in this thread who had to say goodbye to a beloved pet.
Somehow I thought it would get easier as we got older and more experienced. But it's getting harder the more often we go through it. Still worth it to own a pet.
I'm finding the older I get the more emotion I acknowledge and allow myself to feel. At 20, I would really only cry at the loss of someone I was very close to. At 30, I found myself much more willing to cry in front of people. Now at 40, I don't give a crap who sees me cry and I cry over happy and sad things a lot. All that is to say, I think the older I get, the harder loss is to deal with. That or maybe I'm more open to mourning and grief, which means I'm actually dealing with things in a more healthy way hahahaha. It doesn't feel easier, I know that much!
I feel your pain OP. We had to put down our family dog many years ago. We loved that dog but she was in so much pain (torn ACL, arthritis, no bladder control, mostly blind) that it honestly was the more humane thing to do. Didn't make it any easier since she was a member of our family.
Always a tough situation, been thru it myself. Remember the great times!
JWilly3
All I can say is that you will always have the memory of the wonderful life your pet had with you, and no one can ever change that or take it away from you. Our pets are more noble creatures than we are in certain ways. Bless you for taking care of the friend that you have said goodbye to, and may the joyful memories prevail over the pain of the loss sooner rather than later.
We've had to put so many pets down over the years. Dogs and Cats. The first one for me though was the toughest. He was a sweet loveable dog that we got when he was only a newborn puppy. I remember house training him. He and I and our other dog at the time, we walked damn near everywhere and we made their lives better. Our dogs were with us for over a decade.
When it came time to put our loveable boy down, I finally realized it was the best thing for him. We gave him saline solution at home to get fluids in him, but eventually he couldn't stand anymore without having a harness for us to carry his rear legs and he couldn't hold his bladder. He lost a ton of weight.
When we went to the vet that last time, he looked at me during the trip and I believe he knew why we were going and he knew he wasn't coming back home with us. It took everything I had to go through with it because I loved him that much. While we waiting for the vet, I almost reconsidered, wanting to take him back home, even though he was struggling because I didn't want to part with him. I usually don't cry, but after that day that he died, I cried.
We had to have our other dog put down the following year. She had numerous health issues caused by diabetes. She too was the love of my life.
I don't think about them as much anymore, but when I do it's about the good times that we shared.
I don't want to say that it gets easier with each pet - it's never easy - but you have to think about their quality of life. When it's time, it's time and you have to know in your head when that time is and not delay or hesitate in making the decision. Make the decision and stick with it. When it comes to their health, it's never about you and your grief and your loss. It's about them and their quality of life.
What makes it hard for me, especially with the case of the two pets I mentioned below, is that the pets are always happy to see me. There are days I know my wife, mom, friends, and co-workers aren't happy to see me or wish I'd just go away for a while hahaha. Even in those days, if I was leaving the house because I was driving the wife nuts, my dog Sydney wanted to ride with me wherever I was going. The dog and my favorite cat thought I was always the coolest guy around, even when other people might not like me all that much in that particular day or moment.
I'm very sorry to hear this. I have had to do this 2 times now, and you are absolutely correct, it's really hard and you will question yourself about the decision. Last March, my beloved Aussie mix Sydney was in bad shape. She was in early stages of kidney failure and early stages of dementia. One day we came home and she was splayed out on our living room floor, like doing 4 leg splits, and she had peed. She just couldn't get up. I wrapped her up in a blanket and carried her to the car, and held her in the back seat on the way to the vet. We made the decision on the way there, that no matter what happened in the interim (a quick turnaround for example) that it was time and that many more incidents like this were on the horizon in the coming weeks/months with her failing health. Of course, she couldn't stand for most of the time, and right before the vet came in she jumped up and walked around the room acting okish. I had a little doubt creep in about the decision, but knew it was what was best for her. We rescued her at 4 years old, she was closing in on 14 at the time of her death. Every day when I came home from work she waited at the top of my stairs, I'd kneel down and she'd jump up and put her paws on my shoulder and give me a hug. She followed me everywhere. I always told my wife and mom that no one loved me the way Sydney did. It has been a year and I still get emotional about it, but it was ABSOLUTELY the correct decision.
About 4 weeks ago, almost a year to the day, my favorite cat also had to be put down, again it was the correct, but VERY VERY hard decision to make. He was 11 years old and basically every night he would fall asleep with his head on my arm. My wife and I couldn't have kids, so our animals are our family. We aren't the type who equate losing a pet to losing a kid or anything like that, but they do mean so much to us. I take solace in knowing that with all of our animals, we rescued them from horrible homes or kill shelters. We gave them a very loving home for over a decade. We gave them lives they never would've had, and we gave them the opportunity to die while they still had some comfort, even though their bodies were failing.
I didn't mean to go so far into detail about my own experience, but I really do empathize with you. Making the decision to put the pet down and making that drive to the vet knowing that's what is coming is a really hard call to make. You have to be pretty brave to make that call.
I’ve had to do it way too many times over the last 60 years. Very hard indeed. Praying for you Friend as I’m given over to that.
OH!
I've had to make this decision twice...my first Golden Retriever, Bear...my parents got him for me when he was a puppy (pick of the litter) when I was 12...I remember they drew up a contract that stated that I had to walk him daily rain or shine, pick up after him, feed him (of course they got everything I needed), I had to go w/ him to obedience training...my grandparents Golden Retriever was his father, so he was the pick of the litter. Anyways, except for my years at Ohio State he was w/ me at all times...once I graduated he was an old boy, but I still moved him back in w/ me and had a few more wonderful years w/ him...in Oct 2005 at 14, he was diagnosed w/ stomach cancer and he stopped eating...I was living in Charlotte, NC and had to make that decision. Thankfully my dad flew down to Charlotte to go to the vet w/ me...couldn't have done it alone. That day unfortunately got worse when Ohio State got upset at Happy Valley that night...
6 months later I got a rescued Golden Retriever...her name was Nayla...I ended up having her for a 11 years and in June 2017 had to put her down after similar situation...she too had stomach cancer...
These were 2 of the worst days in my life. 2 of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make...I have another rescued Golden Retriever now, Hans...he's still only about 4 yrs old...but I am not looking forward to the day that I have to make that decision again...but I look at it, that one terrible day is not worth giving up all the wonderful days these dogs have given to me.
Let's Go Bucks
This is what I keep reminding myself of.
I am currently staring down the barrel of needing to put my yellow lab down and it is tearing me up. So I completely empathize.
This is such a tough topic and my heart goes out to the original poster and all the rest who have walked this path.
During our 20 years together, my late husband and I rescued and adopted a number of cats. He passed nearly 6 years ago from cancer and the last of our rescues developed blood clots that paralyzed her back legs about 3 years ago, forcing me to make that awful choice. She was only 9 and was a favorite among the veterinary practice I went to. I've never seen a vet sob after putting down one of my animals, but this one did (and I was right there sobbing along with her). Five times I've had to do this and each time I held the animal in my arms as they faded away...and each time my heart shattered into a million pieces. Having lost so much over the years, I can't bring myself to rescue again, even though I greatly miss the companionship. Kudos to those of you who still do this.
Losing a beloved pet is always hard. Sorry to hear that you're going through this. I do believe (and I hope this doesn't violate a site policy and if it does please nuke MODs) that God has a plan for us and for all living things. One day you will be reunited and in a condition that is free of pain and suffering.
“If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.”
-Jack Handey
Sorry to hear. I sat with our dog on my lap on the vets floor a few years ago while she passed. One of the roughest moments of my life. Years later and I have the family pushing for another dog and I keep playing it off as I don't want the responsibility as it will ultimately become 100% me taking care of a new dog. In reality I just can't bring myself to move on from my old dog.
I know what you mean by not ready to move on. Our situation is dogs that have no where else to go and we can't turn away from that.
My wife and I had to put a dog down a few years ago and it still wrecks me to think about. We currently have 5 dogs, three of them are deaf and have visual impairments ranging from partially blind to competently blind. We take those doggos knowing that it’s very hard to find homes for them. One came from Wisconsin and the other from Texas, the third being local to Cincinnati. It pains me to think that at one point we will go through this again. I’m sorry for your loss.
Our (my wife and I) hearts go out to you. The position we are in here gives us animals that have problems that some aren't equipped to care for them or don't want to bother. We have one fully blind and two getting there along with a lab that has some sort of virus that vets can't explain that ate the skin of off her left rear leg (she looked like she was burned)and made her another hole by her butt hole. After 2 grand and 4 months of aggressive meds and wrapping her leg every day for twelve hours it finally healed. We also have one that's 19 and a beagle that has daily seizures. Meds time morning and night is quite an effort.
We recently had to put down our baby girl 2 months ago. Bad ticker. I used Lap Of Love. They come to your home. So much better imo than dragging a already stressed pet to the vet. It was $580 for our 9# Pomeranian. They take care of the burial or cremation whichever you prefer. Was well worth it for me as it was much less stressful for us and her. And the vet was a hottie !!! Too friendly according to my ball&chain lol
MICHIGAN STILL SUCKS
We've done this the last two times we had to put one of our dogs down. Highly recommend for all the reasons that you cite (though the hotness of the vet may vary, I presume).
Sorry for your loss.
We recently had to put down our baby girl 2 months ago. Bad ticker. I used Lap Of Love. They come to your home. So much better imo than dragging a already stressed pet to the vet. It was $580 for our 9# Pomeranian. They take care of the burial or cremation whichever you prefer. Was well worth it for me as it was much less stressful for us and her. And the vet was a hottie !!! Too friendly according to my ball&chain lol
MICHIGAN STILL SUCKS
Our 15yr old golden will be crossing the rainbow Bridge on Friday. I made him a ribeye, snakehead, green beans and a twice baked potato for dinner tonight. I cried like a baby when he started eating it.
You're too stupid to have a good time. -Dalton
Feels like someone keeps kicking me in the gut over and over. It was time. Our old boy would never let on if he was hurting or sick because he wouldn't have wanted to upset us. He got Lymes early on as a puppy. He was too young for anti tick treatment. Never even knew it until his 1st blood work came back and his levels were off the chart. Ate some rotten animal or animal poop and was shitting everywhere and vomiting but always had a smile on his face. Had a pit bull rip his ear in half and never showed anything but joy.
The last 2 weeks though he noticeably declined since he started a nose bleed that wouldn't stop. This morning, when we tried to get him to walk out the door, he wouldn't move, and then looked at me and the wife like he knew it was time. His body was failing him and he was tired. Mentally, he was all there. He just couldn't do it anymore. If we had asked for an autopsy I'm positive he was a mess in side. He was my buddy for 15 yrs, 3mos and 4 days. Breaks my heart he's gone but I know we were blessed to have to chance to say goodbye. He gave us nothing but unconditional love and joy. The least we could do was ease his passing.
I knew today was going to be hard but never imagined it would be like this. I love you buddy. Can't wait to see that tail wagging again on the other side. In the mean time, get to know pop pop...you never had a chance to meet him in this life.
You're too stupid to have a good time. -Dalton
Damn Johnny, I couldn't see to read your story. The happiness between you and your companion is unmeasurable.
My Ex GF had a minpin who eventually became my dog. Two old men hanging out in the back yard. He was food obsessed.
Around 13 years old, he got bladder cancer and stopped eating. The last and only thing he would eat was my pulled pork. Not ashamed to say I shed a tear when we took him to the vet to put him out of his misery.
It has been a few years and I was cleaning out the garage and attic last week. Doggie doors, bed, kennel, toys, food and water dishes all went to the Animal Shelter Tuesday.
I definitely miss that dog more than my ex.
JMMYSMS
I had two cats. They were brothers from the same litter. They were Buckeye fans. They would both sit in my lap watching the Buckeyes crush TTUN. Both suffered from kitty cancer. It was over ten years ago Within a few months of each other both were put to sleep. To this day I still feel that I betrayed my best friends. When the day comes, I hope to find both of them at the end of the Rainbow bridge patiently waiting for me.
Go Buckeyes !
We got 4 day old kittens a few years back after their mother died. My wife and I bottled them every 4 hours in the beginning and now we are invested.
An update from my April 3rd comment. My current boxer had to be put down May6th, 22 months after his anal gland surgery. Another tumor developed blocking his bladder. This surgery as I understand it, can give a dog another 12 to 24 months of living, my buddy made it 22 months. I was blessed to get that much more time, however this was not only gut wrenching, this ripped my heart. I don't know if I will get over this one, he may have been my last dog.
Sorry to hear that buddy. Rips your heart out.
You're too stupid to have a good time. -Dalton
Sorry for your loss Stu. My wife and I have found dog cancer drugs (pet well being and five leaf pet botanicals) that we have had great success with.
Sorry for your loss. It's never easy, brutal on the emotions, and unlike us humans they can't tell us when it's time to go. Really proud to see a fellow Buckeye taking care of these pups with no options. Well done.
My two cents has always been, if you bring dogs into the family, you show up and be there for them at the end, no matter how fucking painful it is. They give us unconditional love their entire lives, become a a part of the family, so I always make sure I'm in there with the vet when they close their eyes for the last time. A friendly face needs to be the last thing they see imo.
And then you ball your eyes out and go get a puppy :)
Go Bucks!!
I held his head and looked into his beautiful brown eyes as he passed. I owed him that much at the very least.
I've had to put down both of my Golden Retrievers...my first 1 Bear, we got when I was 12 yrs old...but he quickly became my dog...I even had him w/ me a lot when I lived in the off campus area. I had to put him down when I was 26 and it was the hardest decision of my life. I had recently moved down to Charlotte, NC and was living on my own when it happened...thankfully my father flew down to see me that weekend to give me the emotional support I needed.
A few months later I adopted Nayla, a 2 yr old Golden retriever from a rescue club. I had her for over 11 years before I had to make that same decision...both were cancer, but different kinds.
These were 2 of the hardest and worst days of my entire life.
I have a framed pic of the Rainbow Bridge poem in my room...I always find comfort in that.
Let's Go Bucks
So very sorry. Definitely know what it's like, been through it the same as many of you have. We just got a new puppy and while she's an amazing addition to our family you still get them knowing that their time on Earth is relatively short, the best we can do is give them the best life possible and take care of these amazing friends the best we can everyday.
"I don't want to be around average, why be around average!" -UFM
Today is Rainbow Bridge day for my 4 year old yellow lab. She fought hard but the lymphoma just wouldn't give up.
So this afternoon at 3:30 we will take one more walk, to the gates of the Rainbow Bridge and say goodbye for now.
Hang in there. You’re doing the right thing by taking away her pain. We had our dog for 16 years, got him at a rescue when we figure he was two so he’d lived a good, long, happy life. But he slowly started to fall apart, having little strokes, shitting, peeing and throwing up all over the house, sometimes all three at once. We’d held on too long, hoping he’d do us a favor and pass on his own so we wouldn’t have to put him down. It got to a point where we knew it was past time, that we were being selfish cowards by hanging on to him. We were pretty shook up, asking ourselves at the vet’s if it was the right thing to do, if we should just put him back in the car and take him home. That’s when the vet told us that putting down a pet that’s suffering is the last gift we can give them. We owe them that much. That advice helped us a lot.
Moms and good dogs should live forever.
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." - Edmund Burke
Yeah, it's so common to hold on longer than we should at the expense of the pet, it's human nature. I've been there and held off a bit too long as well, hoping that I didn't have to be the one to force the issue. Forgive yourself, it's a natural reaction to pain and your dog forgives you as he looks down upon you from above, he's at peace now.
Sani
Comforting.
Rescue hines 57s rule.
And with one final look, she walked into her next great adventure.
I am so very sorry for your loss Cedar. Yellows are so great. Remember the good times with this selfless creature--it will define you.
We still have four urns of rescues on our mantle. Looking for best place to honor each of them.
God bless sir!
T
So Sorry Cedar.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Dogs are such wonderful animals. It sounds like you gave this dog a great life that he likely never had before and I'd bet you gave him many wonderful moments and a family to be a part of that he may have otherwise never had. Dogs are pack animals and need a be around a group, regardless of if that's other dogs or people, but they are particularly fond of people as we have selectively breed them to have that trait. I often think about how it will be when I lose one of my two dogs and I get emotional just considering it. It's heartbreaking to lose something that loves you unconditionally and is always happy to see you when you walk in the door. We just don't find that kind of devotion from other humans so dogs have a special place in our hearts. I'm sorry for your loss.
That which can be asserted without evidence can be dismissed without evidence.
Thanks Maine.
I've been preparing for this for some time and don't think I'll ever be ready. I have 3 dogs, 2 of which are older, especially for their age. We got them both in Guam and are around 10 years old now. Shipped them from Guam to CA, to FL and then finally too Ohio. One of them (Buckeye, he's what they call a "booney dog", basically just a mutt, from the Island) has really really bad teeth and I'm still unsure what the Vet is going to suggest when the time comes for them to be pulled. I just spent 5k for my youngest (Ava, Pit, she's 3) to get both her "knees" replaced and I don't think I have another 5k in me to replace teeth on an elderly dog. The other older dog (Riley, another pit) has had allergies her whole life, we're always having to get her anal glands expressed, apply ointment to her ears and nether regions, we've experimented with food, brands, meat type, etc and it's just never something that's been able to be fixed, she has developed a softball size lump on her rib cage (of which the vet says not to worry about it if it doesnt hurt her). She's never been the most active dog but she sleeps probably 20 hours a day, can't jump like she used to, etc.
Worst part is my son is 8 and they were both with him since he was born obviously, I'm not sure how he's going to handle it.
Anyways, I'm sorry for your loss, it's never easy. Dogs truly are a gift to mankind.
"Come on, you sons of b!tches! Do you want to live forever?" -- Dan Daly, WWI
We are currently going through the same thing with one of dogs now. Shorty is 19 with the strongest constitutions I've ever seen. He has arthritis badly but we stretch him every day and I use a mixture of absorbine horse liniment and a special winter green mixture but time keeps moving on.
It’s brutal. Mine of 10+ yrs went down in February.
Laps of Love is a company that actually comes to your home and does is it. More expensive than the vet but worth it - they’re at home and less stressful for them.
Shesshhh. It shakes me up just thinking about it.
I’ll have to look into them though, they may be a good option for us. Thanks.
"Come on, you sons of b!tches! Do you want to live forever?" -- Dan Daly, WWI
WOW. That would be better yet.
My Cane, 11 year old boxer was put down one month ago today. I miss him greatly.
Sucks man. I used to go on two hour walks with mine every Saturday and Sunday - it’s not the same w/o him.
OSU games him and I would hang out - also won’t be the same this fall w/o him.
It's like part of you is missing, literally.
We got Riley's cremated remains back with a paw print so he is in a box with our other beloved pets awaiting me to die.
So sorry. I am sure your love and compassion was a comfort.
t s blue
Thank you for your compassion.
We have a ten year old Corgi / Jack Russel / Dachshund Mix who's still chugging along but we know the day will eventually be here.
Always try to look for the positive ........... in the midst of a crisis !!
There is more to it also. Before the end most have problems with joints, back or cancers that makes them miserable. My wife and I have found solutions along the way to keep them comfortable and extend mobility. If yo ever need to then try me and maybe I can help. With our rescue we've seen a loot of different problems.
Scrolling through this thread and I'm wondering where it was last fall!
My wife is has asthma and is highly allergic to dander. Didn't stop her and my daughter from falling in love with a little black and tan dachshund pup. Got a picture texted to me saying "Can we get him? Your daughter says she'll take care of him." I knew then she would only cuddle with him (same with her two brothers), I'd be the one feeding and walking him. But I said yes anyway. Little guy would light up a room just by trotting in with that confident doxie strut.
Nearly a decade later, that little pup ended up developing Cushing's disease and he went downhill quickly after that. Difficulty getting him to eat, struggled to get out to walk, all that stuff. One Saturday night, he started vomiting bile and wouldn't stop. Took him to the emergency vet and it was rapidly clear he wasn't going to make it. Hardest thing we ever had to do was letting him go. Crushed our family right before the holidays. They say we don't deserve dogs, I'm not sure I agree. They love you unconditionally, how could you not want that?
We did get another doxie this spring. My one stipulation was no black and tans - I didn't want to compare our next pup to him. Fortunately doxies are a breed with so many varieties, our newest addition is a fawn and tan piebald. Such a character, love him like crazy! But I still miss that little black and tan - always will.
Thank you for sharing your life journey with your beloved family member. I keep thinking about the old saying "I'd rather love and lose than never loving at all".Your little guy will be with you and your family to the end.
Here we (my wife and I) go again. Two of our rescues (a corgi and cat) That have been with us for many years (both 19) Went down hill fast and we are reluctantly taking them in the morning to put them down. This is not as painful as Riley because he was perfectly healthy one minute and bad the next while they had long happy lives. We also have a lab and a beagle that are reaching the end soon also. We knew for years with our pack that several would go very close together but put it out of our minds as in the future which has now upon us.
I was wrong. Once they got their first shot we were in tears.
If it helps any, I know of a yellow lab that happily greeted them on the other side.
My wife and I agree with Will Rogers "if there is no dogs in Heaven then I want to go where they go".
So sorry to hear Friend. We’ve been into BullMastiffs for 20 years - there’s nothing like coming home to a 130 pound dog bringing their favorite toy to you. You loved that puppy well - bless you and your wife for rescuing.
OH!
Five of our rescues won't weigh 130 combined. I'm betting he is a big baby.
Sorry to hear this, my older dog had the same issues, one bad jump and he couldnt move any more, but i couldnt let him be in that condition and not be himself. I made the same hard choice you did, and it was for the best.
Huskers suck, Go Buckeyes
Sorry for your loss.
This has truly been a tough year for us for sure. Molly has been with us since 2008 and came down with an autoimmune disorder. The vet tried everything to stop the deterioration and we rolled the dice with our breaths held by hitting her hard with steroids a few days ago but it was too much for her liver and she dies last night comfortably between us during the night. Molly favored my wife and she has been a wreck since this morning. That's 4 in a few months.
Thank GOD your best friend was not a Horse, my wife and I raised a 3 month old Pony to a very sweet Arabian, she was to young to ID her legacy when we rescued her from a farm in Euclid, but she grew to give us 4 foels we indeed were extremely lucky as Stormy grew up she knew her boundrys and in her 25 years never left where she lived, she died back in the Spring, and by the way, to bury her cost us 1800 dollars but for her was worth every penny......... I am sorry for all your losses !!
I'm sorry for your loss Cruiser. I was raised on a farm with harness sulky horses. My very first one Shotgun who was a stallion)tried to climb his stall after a mare in the main hallway (my dad let the field horses in for a very cold night) and got his foot wedged in the top of the stall door. I came in to feed the next morning and he was hanging dead. OSU vetr school used to come and pick them up for free autopsies as teaching for students.
I'm bumping this thread in case anyone needs to post their loss.
My parents cat disappeared while I was house sitting for them. His litter-mate/sister is still around, but Sylvester-dead ringer for Tweety Bird cat, is gone. Coyote-dog, male rival, hawk, drowning (this is a thing for rural cats),who knows. Stalk in peace my feline friend.
Hope you are allowed back home.
He was an outdoor barn cat, he didn’t escape the house.
In a bizarre, but happy, update, Sylvester the cat reappeared out of the blue after two weeks today. No idea where he went, as he didn’t appeared injured from a fight and acted the same as always.
Is he fixed?
You're too stupid to have a good time. -Dalton
Yes, he is fixed. This is bizarre, b/c animals usually don’t reappear after long stretches away, and he was acting like nothing changed from his normal routine.
Not sure about males, but our female cat was “fixed,” but she wasn’t. She was still going through her cycles, howling to call her boys in. Told my wife, the vet fucked up. Come to find out, they didn’t get the whole thing so we had to take her in when she was on a cycle, so the piece was enlarged enough to where they could get it all.
You're too stupid to have a good time. -Dalton
Hmmm might be worth investigating. Thanks.
Great news Stxbuck.
Stxbuck… our neighbor has a young cat that would disappear for weeks snd sometimes longer. Comes home for a bit and then goes away again for weeks at a time. It’s been doing this for almost two years. He’s a male as well.
Enjoying daily the back to back ttun beat downs.
What a life.
Our labradoodle of 15 1/2 years passed on Monday of this week. Her body gave all that it could and could no longer support her functioning heart. We had to make the extremely difficult decision to provide her the help needed to allow her to be at peace. Lap of Love provided the service and it allowed our day to be a little easier. We were able walk her around in the morning to soak in some sunshine. She found her final resting spot after taking in all the smells of our large back yard. My wife, daughter and I sat with her for a half hour before the vet arrived. For those of you that are struggling with the end of life decision, Lap of Love is worth researching whether it could help your family. It was an emotionally draining day but we will always have positive memories of our last moments with her. She appeared to be at the most peace that she had been in a long time.
Labs are close to my wife's and my heart. We currently have two in our rescue and both are winding down their time with us. It's a real gut punch when they go and we still reminisce about the ones gone to us now from time to time. Our new rescue (male mixed breed) needed fixed and shots and we were taken back when the vet asked us he we wanted him to have pain meds. My wife (in shock) asked if there were some who said no and the answer was yes.
We are trying to recover after the loss of our old tuxedo cat, pictured in my avatar, who made it nearly 21 years. Deaf for past year and more recently losing his vision he likely had a seizure and passed while we were out for my birthday dinner with friends. Birthday sucked. (Visited by hurricane Ian and then that.)
His name was Bo, most assuredly NOT named after Schembechler. It was short for Turbo the shelter told us back in 2002.
Enjoy the wins over *ichigan, ....I still remember the dark days of the 1990's....
We are trying to recover after the loss of our old tuxedo cat, pictured in my avatar, who made it nearly 21 years. Deaf for past year and more recently losing his vision he likely had a seizure and passed while we were out for my birthday dinner with friends. Birthday sucked. (Visited by hurricane Ian and then that.)
His name was Bo, most assuredly NOT named after Schembechler. It was short for Turbo the shelter told us back in 2002.
Enjoy the wins over *ichigan, ....I still remember the dark days of the 1990's....
21 years is quite a life.Here's to Bo (i never thought I would say those words) Sorry for your loss.
oops, sorry about the double post. Too late to delete.
Enjoy the wins over *ichigan, ....I still remember the dark days of the 1990's....
Went through this today actually, with a chocolate lab we had for 10 years (kidneys failing and she was definitely suffering). It never is easy, it's always difficult. We had to put another dog down when I was younger to health issues as well. No matter whether you have gone through it before or it's your first time. It is always just as hard. People who don't own pets don't understand the love. "It's just a dog (insert any animal)" It's not "just". They become family and losing them is heartbreaking.
Sorry for your loss Allinosu. I did get some comfort from seeing this forum post bumped today as I am struggling.
Because I couldn't go for three
My wife and I read and answer each one of these sad stories because we know the pain you are going through now. A neighbor of mine said he loved his dog for the unconditional love they give. He (joking) said if you lock your wife and dog in the basement a whole day, the dog will be the one glad to see you when you let them out.
Hahah! I needed that laugh today, that is a great joke, but also very accurate. Their love is unconditional and they love us no matter how many times we mess up. Keeping you and your wife in my thoughts as we're going through this together. It's a tough decision, but unfortunately one we have to make sometimes now matter how much we don't want to.
Because I couldn't go for three
Difference between your dog and your wife, if you accidently lock both down the basement for two days, the dog is still happy to see you.
Sani
thankful for this thread. I just sat in the Vets office this Wednesday when delivered the news my beloved Weimaraner has bladder cancer and is in her end of life stage. To say I'm struggling with grief is an incredible understatement.. She has given me a great 12 years and I want to see her through the other side the best way I can. Someone else mentioned about bladder blocking tumor and the surgery could give another 12-24 months. My vet said that he has sent many dogs to a specialist that have this and did not give near those kinds of months. ??
I'm already torn about when and how to euthanize her. She hates the vets office and I'd rather not have her last moments be in stress about being there.I've gone that route with her sister, my GSP a year and a half ago though somewhat different circumstances. I dropped her off at the vet for surgery to hopefuly remove a tumor near her liver but I told the vet if you get in there and its everywhere and she can't be saved to just not wake her up. That agonzing 4-6 hr wait from dropping her off to getting the phone call mid sugery to tell him to let her go was the most agonzing hours maybe of my life, outside of watching my mother die.
I've checked around and can't find any Lap of Love or mobile vet that comes to your house. My very odd but serious question is ..Is there to euthanize your dog humanely at home with sleeping or pain pills? If not, I will probably drive to a city that does have this Lap of Love vet and maybe find a park somewhere. I'd just rather she be home with us there if at all possible.
So sorry to hear. I posted up above back in April that we had a choice to make about our 15yr old Golden as well. It was thought to be a tumor somewhere in his sinus cavity...just the procedure to find out what it was would've likely been too much for him at that age, as there's no guarantee he even wakes up from the procedure. The surgery itself would've required months of recovery. It's the worst decision to have to make, if you truly love her (which you obviously do), then you have to ask yourself, who is that extra few months for...you or her? If she's going to be in pain for a long period of time while she recovers, is it worth it?
Sucks you can't find a vet to come to your house...have you tried the local vet's offices to see if that's something they'd even consider, even if there's an additional fee attached? I'm not an expert, but I would definitely not try to do it myself at home.
You're too stupid to have a good time. -Dalton
Well said Johnny.
Duke, we are not experts but we have had great success looking at pet well being and fiveleafpetbotanicals.com for extreme meds that have extended some of our pets life (and quality)with 'not long to live' scenarios. I also recommend putting a table spoon or so of arm&hammer (poor mans chemo)baking soda in their water because these things thrive in an acidic environment. Keep us up to date. We've dealt with tumors and cancers and have had good resuts.
Man, this is a tough thread. Our 10yo Bahamian "potcake" was just diagnosed with lymphoma. She's tolerating prednisone pretty well for now, but has lost weight, etc. We know the prognosis is bad, the option for chemo is infusion therapy every three weeks and decided against it. She has had pretty severe anxiety her whole life from whatever she experienced as a puppy on the Bahamian streets. I dread the day when we have to make this decision and my condolences to all of you who've had to say goodbye and those who are currently doing all you can for your sick pets.
When I was 6 I was thinking about this rivalry. This one is seared on your soul, It's ingrained through every part of your body. -Urban Meyer
Sorry to hear BAY. We have had great success using cancer drugs from pet well being and five leaf pet potanicals. Put some baking soda in her water (it's a poor man's chemo. We've had dogs and cats diagnosed for living less than a month and had them comfortable happily 2 or more years.Cancer needs an acidic host to do it's best damage.Get her PH up.
Thanks to some advice from Allinosu, I have been using some CBD oil, 7 mushroom blend, and beta glucan.I’d like to think it’s helping. At least it helps me to think I’m doing something. She’s still having good days and can run, jump , and still enjoys food immensely. I’m taking advantage of every day I have left with her. Doing all the things she loves to do.
I thought about a story I once read in Field and Stream and it is somewhat related to our dogs but also to our family and life itself. It’s one of the best written and powerful short stories I’ve ever read.
https://www.fieldandstream.com/story/hunting/fs-classics-road-to-tinkham...
Glad she is hanging in there and thanks for the read.
I'm sorry you have to go through this Allin. As you said it totally sucks. We went through a similar death one year ago. Our rescued stray Sheltie was with us for 10 years and she had a sudden decline. We took her to a specialty vet hospital in Florida and found out she had a stroke and had congenital heart failure. They suggested we put her down then. We decided to wait a few days and make a decision. We picked her up three days later and made a straight through drive to Columbus, where we got her into Medvet, another specialty vet hospital in Worthington. They had wonderful doctors and her cardiologist, neurologist and internal medicine vet worked with us and got her another 8 months of a good life. Unfortunately, last November something was wrong and we took her to Medvet. They found a very aggressive cancerous tumor in her stomach. They told us they could keep her alive for a few days to let family come to say goodbye or they could buy her a month to 6 weeks with chemo. We made the decision to let her go.
It heart wrenching. I'm sorry you had to go through this pain. I hope anyone else reading never has this experience.
Of course, we're going to take in another rescue :)
What a wonderful life she must have had with you. You will never forget her. Recues are not hard to find, We just got two more in the last 2 months but 3 that are getting close to the end. It's been a hard year for sure losing 4 from old age.
Bless you for having the strength to allow her to pass without forcing her through chemo to buy YOU another month. It's difficult for sure but far too many people allow their loved ones to suffer because they want to avoid the end.
Sani
Everytime I open this thread, my eyes get a little tear in them...unless you've had them, it's hard for people to understand how much our pets mean to us.
Let's Go Bucks
They are to us what we make it. We chose to embrace them.
I think most pet owners consider them as a part of their family. When we lose one, it IS the loss of a family member.
Our oldest boy is 13-1/2 and still going pretty strong. Every time I see this thread I dread the day when I’ll have to make that post.
We will be here for you.
Enjoy every day w/ your boy...
Let's Go Bucks
6 months and 4 days ago, I had to put my 11 year old boxer down. I miss him! I just recently got another boxer. He is an awesome pup, but I still miss my old friend everyday.
Stu, You will never forget. I think all the time how wonderful it would be to get another day with them.
We had to put down our 15 year old mixed breed dog back in September. It really really sucked. He was such a chill and sweet dog. Super low maintenance too. Just a great dog to have. First time I've cried in a good long while
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They have the 'no matter what' love for us. You will compare other dogs to him down the road.
I've done it with a few animals and it certainly very hard. Always enjoy your pets as much as you can everyday.
"Khajiit has wares if you have the coin."
Well said 17.
Lost my awesome 15 year old Shih Tzu this morning. As you can imagine, the emotions are still pretty raw as I type this. This is the third family pet that I’ve lost within the past 15 years or so and it never gets any easier. I know that my current sadness will eventually give way to fond memories. But man, that journey sucks. My thanks to the OP for starting this topic.
BuckAttitude
Buck I am so sorry I missed this. I hope the fond memories have now taken over.
Morn hard, morn fast and get back to living. Live your life to be the biggest loss you can be to everyone left behind. Dont let the gift your animal or loved one graced you with become a burden. They would not have wanted that for you. Tough sledding to be sure but knowing you had the opportunity to love and enjoy those around you is all any of us have. Keep loving, keep sharing and keep being the person they loved you for being.
JDK
Well said Scarlet.
Bumping to keep it up a full day for those that may need to vent.
Bump for Christmas.
Well here we go again. Last night not long after our loss, our 15 y/o beagle passed quietly in his sleep. He battled seizures his whole life (which is probably why he was abandoned)and was battling lymphoma the last 6 months but we kept him comfortable and loved. He was a mama's boy through and through. Thoroghly missed.
Sorry for your loss but you and your little guy are blessed to have him pass quietly in his sleep. I prayed for months that our old boy would go that way.
You're too stupid to have a good time. -Dalton
Thanks Johnny. We just got his ashes back.
Sorry to hear, Allin. At least he went peacefully. 15 years is a good life for a dog and sounds like you made the latter part as good as it could be.
Thanks Knarc. He was a joy for us also.
Condolences, Allin. Again
Thanks grateful
Well, today might be the day. Our oldest and first dog (my wife and I got him after getting married and before our daughter was born). 13.5+ years is a great life for a lab mix and he's certainly given us that. He was panting and shaking a bit last night walking around the house at 3am. We calmed him down and he slept in the spot on the floor where he settled. Didn't even get up to greet me making breakfast like he does every morning and turned down a treat. The vet allowed us to bring him in for evaluation and we're waiting for the call. Could be anything from arthritic pain to heart failure, but it sure hurt seeing him like that. Hoping for the best, and always have to keep in mind it's what's best for him, and not for us.
Sorry to hear. Best wishes and best of luck
So sorry to hear that Knar, it's a different kind of pain to see a beloved pet in that condition.
"Football is, after all, a wonderful way to get rid of your aggressions without going to jail for it." Woody Hayes
So, really good news. Vet just thinks he is in some pain from the sprawl he took at his water bowl after our walk yesterday. Heart is in good shape and said it does not feel like he is bone on bone with his legs. Gave us some anti-inflammatories that will also aid with arthritis. Had never seen him like that, but he is back home resting, and moving around a lot better. I hate to know he is in some pain, but the vet thinks it is manageable and he has a lot of good time left. Thanks for your thoughts.
Great news, that was a little pick me up for my day, and I'm sure was a HUGE relief for you. Cheers!
"Football is, after all, a wonderful way to get rid of your aggressions without going to jail for it." Woody Hayes
The waiting in those situations is agonizing.
So sorry to hear that AIO. Losing pets can be devastating. My sincere condolences.
Hope the news is good Knar.
Hugs to all!
You Got Barbecue Back There!?!?!?!
Thank you.