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Punk's mom

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    5/8/09
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  1. I know how you feel about your little Adolf. My husband and I had to help our little baby mini Punkin go to rest. We had had her for 10 1/2 years, since she was 6 weeks old and she was the light of our life. She was with me 24/7. I called her my little shadow. She started having health problems at 1 year of age and was steadily sick with something from there, colitis, skin and eye allergies, sensitive stomach, kidney failure and finally osteoporosis and arthritis. When we had her put to sleep, she was in so much pain. She couldn't even feel her back legs or walk on them. She looked at me with the saddest puppy dog eyes I have ever seen. I just never looked at Punkin as getting old. She always acted like a puppy and that is what we called her most of the time, either Puppy or Itty Bitty. I found out through talking with a breeder (NOT A PUPPY MILL!) that inbreeding can cause all kinds of problems. It made me so angry I wanted to call the people we got her from and give them a piece of my mind but that wouldn't stop my grief and loneliness. I don't want to get up in the morning because she slept in the bed with us, I don't want to come home when I have to go out for a few hours because she is not there to meet me at the door. She always ran out the door to greet Daddy when he came home from work. She LOVED her treats and would sometime get up at 1 am in the morning to go potty so she could get one. The last day of her little life, she wouldn't even eat her treats or a bit of peanut butter which she loved. I had been taking her to the vet on a regular basis for all her problems and trying to do anything and everything to help her. I even took her to a specialist and there was no help there at all. Mama and Daddy were with her when she took her last breath at the vets and then we brought her home wrapped in her pink baby blanket. We put her in a waterproof box with her favorite toys and her leash. She loved to go for walks. We buried my baby in the back yard and have a marker there where she is at. I keep thinking about the Rainbow Bridge and hoping when my time comes I will see her there and be with her forever. This was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I miss her so much it hurts. Punk's mama
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