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Completely devastated.
I had her 14 years. She was such a good little dog, I'll miss her terribly. She was always so happy and content to just sit with you and chew a bone. A really loyal, loving dog.
This time last week I noticed she was panting a lot (more than usual). I just figured she was hot, as is often the case with dogs The panting would usually begin after walks. I always walked her in the evening hours as it's just too hot around here during the day and being that she was a teacup Yorkie, she was super tiny (and adorable)... God, I am sick just thinking about it.... and I noticed hours after the walk she would still be panting, so I took her to the vet this week.... And she was diagnosed with a pulmonary disease.... Her lungs were shot... she couldn't get enough oxygen in to breathe so her heart was working extra hard. I paid almost $3 grand to have her put in an oxygen tank in the hopes it would buy her more time. The doctor said by putting her in this oxygen tank and giving her 2 different kinds of meds there's a 50/50 shot she could improve and that would buy her another 4 to 6 months.
I dont know why, but I guess I just wanted anything for her to live, so I paid it and had the treatment done.... over the weekend I left her at the vet to be treated. I knew the end was near, but I thought maybe I could have a few good months left with her. Well, it turns out, no improvement and she was suffering.
I went in to see her one last time in the tank and when she saw me she tried to perk up for me and began to get excited, however she could barely stand up....as she was struggling so bad. It completely broke my heart seeing that. Literally gut wrenching to watch her struggle so much, but I knew I had to make the decision...so what choice did I have? I decided to put her down...... There was no option. I couldn't let her continue to struggle for air. I would have paid all the money I had to save her if I could.... ugh. I hate death so much. I wish she was still here today. One day she's alive the next she's gone. Now, I'm left to sit here... with no dog anymore. I dont even know what to do with myself im so sad.
She's now just a memory. I hate that. I hate that shes a memory now. It's just not as good as physically having her around. All her stuff remains here just as if she's still here, but she's not. It's hard to think that shes not coming back. All her toys...her two beds...her leashes, her bucket of bones and treats I keep...her water bowl and food bowl... damn. I'm gonna miss her.
I would give anything to walk her again or to kiss her on the head
Completely devastated.
I had her 14 years. She was such a good little dog, I'll miss her terribly. She was always so happy and content to just sit with you and chew a bone. A really loyal, loving dog.
This time last week I noticed she was panting a lot (more than usual). I just figured she was hot, as is often the case with dogs The panting would usually begin after walks. I always walked her in the evening hours as it's just too hot around here during the day and being that she was a teacup Yorkie, she was super tiny (and adorable)... God, I am sick just thinking about it.... and I noticed hours after the walk she would still be panting, so I took her to the vet this week.... And she was diagnosed with a pulmonary disease.... Her lungs were shot... she couldn't get enough oxygen in to breathe so her heart was working extra hard. I paid almost $3 grand to have her put in an oxygen tank in the hopes it would buy her more time. The doctor said by putting her in this oxygen tank and giving her 2 different kinds of meds there's a 50/50 shot she could improve and that would buy her another 4 to 6 months.
I dont know why, but I guess I just wanted anything for her to live, so I paid it and had the treatment done.... over the weekend I left her at the vet to be treated. I knew the end was near, but I thought maybe I could have a few good months left with her. Well, it turns out, no improvement and she was suffering.
I went in to see her one last time in the tank and when she saw me she tried to perk up for me and began to get excited, however she could barely stand up....as she was struggling so bad. It completely broke my heart seeing that. Literally gut wrenching to watch her struggle so much, but I knew I had to make the decision...so what choice did I have? I decided to put her down...... There was no option. I couldn't let her continue to struggle for air. I would have paid all the money I had to save her if I could.... ugh. I hate death so much. I wish she was still here today. One day she's alive the next she's gone. Now, I'm left to sit here... with no dog anymore. I dont even know what to do with myself im so sad.
She's now just a memory. I hate that. I hate that shes a memory now. It's just not as good as physically having her around. All her stuff remains here just as if she's still here, but she's not. It's hard to think that shes not coming back. All her toys...her two beds...her leashes, her bucket of bones and treats I keep...her water bowl and food bowl... damn. I'm gonna miss her.
I would give anything to walk her again or to kiss her on the head
, just wanted to vent.,
RIP Daisy. love you xoxox
I am very sorry.
I know when they pass they take a piece of our hearts.
I am so sorry for the loss of your baby and I know it is hard that she is now just a memory. Think of what a great memory she is to you, not just a memory. That means you truly loved her, and you always will. I imagine she certainly knew that.
So sorry for your loss. But one can tell just by your post that she lived a very happy, long and love-filled life and that you did everything you could for her.
They die before us. If one asked me what flaws the canine species has, that would be my answer. In my opinion, they are the perfect creature, except for the fact that they will almost always shatter your heart at some point.
You did right by your dog, especially in your decision to let her go when nothing more was going to help her. I know it sucks right now because the pain is so fresh, but eventually you'll be able to focus on the 14 years that preceded losing her.
I, too, am so sorry for your loss. I could post any one of many verses or feel good sayings in hopes of easing your grief but I know it's too soon. Remembering fourteen wonderful years with Daisy will one day be a blessing to you and will comfort you as well. I will post just this one...
"I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?"
Sir Walter Scott
There is no pain like the loss of a four footed family member. May you find some manner of peace knowing that she has found hers. Rest in peace Daisy.
Your story made me tear up... my condolences to you and anyone in your family who loved her.
It's extremely heartbreaking to see your pet doing well a week ago and then no more. You did your best, either you paid for the treatment or not.
Mourn. Cry. For days, if you must. Take time off to take care of yourself. There will be returning moments of severe sadness and pain, just as you think you are feeling stronger. Remember her for what she was for 14 years, not the last 14 minutes. Continue to live, love, laugh but she is never truly gone from your heart.
When your life is fulfilled, your friend will be waiting on the other side of the rainbow bridge.
Sorry for your loss sadly it is the price we pay for loving a dog. Give yourself time to grieve and do not let any one tell you how to do that as we all do it differently. Because our dogs are with us pretty much 24/7 when they are not there there is that huge void. Hopefully in time the memories will make you smile.When you do recall them if you are lucky you may feel as if your dog is beside you for the few minutes that you have the memory.
As others have said you did right by your dog and put her first and your own emotions second and that is not always an easy thing to do so you dog was lucky you were her person.
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