I've lost 3 of my babies in 6 weeks.
Andre was the first. He was one of my fosters. The day before he died, I had decided I was going to adopt him myself. Andre had been diagnosed with heartworms many months earlier...he had gone through the treatment, but the damage was done. On Oct. 30 he was having trouble breathing...we went to the er vet and found out he was he only had half lung capacity...the vet said he would be dead in a few days. I had no idea he was so sick. He had a doctor appt in 2 days.
He was such a character! He was only with me for about 1 month but he definatly left his pawprints on my soul.
Then there was Rex. Rex was the social director of the family. He loved everybody and everything. He was at his happiest when he was free to run in the sunshine. (dog park or camping) Rex started to have issues a few years back. First it was the diabetes...then Valley fever...then Addison's. Things were managable when it was just the diabetes and valley fever. The addison's was hideous. It always seemed to be combating the diabetes. At the end, he was almost always sick. He was always at the vet's office. On Nov. 28th, he went into an addison's crisis. He collapsed, lost contol of his bowels and was vomiting. I've never seen such a sick dog. My husband could'nt take seeing his little buddy go thru this crap any more. He went home to the rainbow bridge that night.
Then there's my baby Chupie. I adopted Chu in 2007 from the Az Chi Rescue. He was about 12-13 at the time. He was my soul mate and best buddie. I guess you had to know him to love him. He was somewhat pissy and cranky most of the time...I looked at him and saw God's perfection.
Chu was blind and beginning to show signs of dementia. Just like sometimes he did'tn seem like he knew me...then it would kick in and he'd recognize me. Anyway, on the evening of Dec. 15. when I got home from work, I did'nt hear him barking...so I went to look for him in is usual spots, I could'nt find him. I started to panic, and I ended up finding him in the pool.
I've spoken with my vet who seems to think he just got confused in the yard and fell in. I guess that explains it, but it does'nt really help. I still haven't gone out into the back yard. It scares me look out there at night. I still have trouble sleeping.
I've had alot of animals in my life and I always' thought the decision to put them to sleep was the worst thing you can go through. I was wrong. I did'nt get the chance to say goodbye to chu, to tell him how happy he's made me and how much I love him.
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