It is very sad. I understand - I said goodbye to my dear old girl last month.
It is so hard. I haven't been able to read all the other posts - because it is all still so fresh - miss her every day.
but just wanted you to know that I undersand.
the sadness of loosing her has set off a grief cycle for me - combined with a couple of other things I have really felt vulnerable.
How do I cope? I am reminding myself this is an echo of discovery. I am not there. I am not walking it. It is just a sad time.
best wishes to you.
Fred sounds like quite the guy. It is so hard when the time comes. Just remember, he has had a great life, and do what he deserves, and provide him with an honorable, peaceful exit.
Stop by a fast food place, give him a few cheesburgers, and love him up really good. Then just do it. Dogs are very stoic, and will tolerate pain and discomfort beyond what we can imagine, when they show distress they are feeling it.
2 years ago I had to say good bye to 3 family members that supported and helped me through those tough days. It sucks, and it's hard and many tears were shed. But maybe there is a new man waiting to become part of your life at that wonderful shelter.
((((and strength, and peace))))
Fred sounds blessed to have found you, and you sound blessed to have found Fred.
People say your dog-friend will tell you when it is time to let go. I have found that to be true, in a hard-to describe way.
Do you know the Rainbow Bridge story? I think everybody with pets must know it, but in case you do not, I will repeat it here for you. I hope it helps you. It's author is anonymous:
'Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor, those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent, the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. YOU have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....'
You gave that dog so many good, happy years full of love.
People say your dog-friend will tell you when it is time to let go.
Fred just told me. He can't walk consistently. This just started. I came upstairs for a minute. I heard a noise. Fred had tried to follow me and had fallen back to the landing. I went down. He was shaken, but he stood up, walked to the living room, laid down and wagged his tail. this was at around 8 am.
Just now, I was in the kitchen doing dishes. Fred came over to hang out, as he always follows me around the house. He laid in the hallway, panting and staring at me. I walked over to pet his head. His eyes never left mine. His tail didn't wag. Until this moment, for nearly 6 years all I had to do was say Fred's name and his tail went. Today, just now, he just stared. He's struggling. It's selfish to let this continue. He's not happy anymore.
I called the vet. I'm bringing him in later today.
Thank you all again for all of your support.
I'm so sorry. This is such a hard thing to do, but it is the right thing. You are in my thoughts.
Get him whatever his favorite treat is and be kind to yourself today.
I do know what it is like to put down a furry family member through the midst of all of this hurt. For me, it was my husky, Isaac, who was very special to me, and one of my greatest sounding boards through many struggles for over a decade.
What you are doing is so very heart wrenching, but you are doing it out of love. It's the right thing to do for Fred.
Thinking of you and Fred today. Sending you strength.
Gotta send one more hug his way...
He was a good dog, you were a good mommy to him.
I'm sorry your having to experience this.
Its wonderful you were able to give him so many years.
"Often in our mind,
Forever in our heart"
Gentle grace in grieving to you.
Thank you for loving him so well and so deeply.
I don't know if my chicken will ever become an eagle. But rest assured, I'm going to be a phoenix. Nevermind that I am still in the ashes stage of the process.
I'm dumbfounded. His appt. is in an hour. I'm thinking put it off? Or am I being selfish?
We upped his meds to see if it would work. I didn't think it did, but maybe it bought him a little time?