Georgiaroche

I am so so sorry for your loss, Nono was a beautiful cat.. and I can tell how much you loved him, I am going through grief myself, a week ago today I lost my amazing boy Gucci, he was a dog, Theyre not around for long but they fill our hearts so much that when they leave one day we just feel so empty.. but I can tell that Nono had a fantastic life with you, no matter how long it was! You rescued him and gave his last months purpose and love! And that’s all we can do for our beloved pets ❤️ I understand when you say the house feels empty.. I still talk to him though as if he is here, it’s quite comforting, although we may never see or feel them again, we have their memories, and that lasts forever! There are no right words I can say to help you heal, it’s tough.. I still cry everyday but I’m slowly turning my tears into smiles when I think about my little boy, and I hope you can soon too! I’m so so sorry he couldn’t be saved, but I’m glad he had a good life with you ❤️ my dearest sympathies!

You’ve all been so wonderful to me, so Thankyou all for your help, care and advice to help me heal!❤️ I feel like I can now start my journey on becoming myself again and look forward to the future, with my boy watching down on me!

Well we’ve just had an update about our little boy which has calmed us all and has made us all stop blaming ourselves for his death… we still miss him terribly but now we feel like perhaps it was his time after all❤️ we misdiagnosed our little Gucci to having pneumonia but it was actually congestive heart failure, you see he always had a heart murmur from a young pup, and it was a high grade too as you could hear it very loudly through his chest, well I found out that with the high grade he had, his heart was imminent to fail at some point in his life unless another illness else took him instead.. so he actually lived a really long life span considering his condition. so leading up to the days he died, unfortunately his left side of his heart was failing which was pumping blood into his lungs and filling them up slowly until the very last day where he could no longer breathe, with how old he was we were told he was very luck to go on as long as he did and that there wouldn’t of been anything that we could have done to prevent his heart congestion as it’s happened quite suddenly, so it is still tragic but I now feel like that was his time and that he didn’t just randomly catch pneumonia and we failed to save him in time.. I hope all that makes sense, but we now just feel so so lucky to have him as long as we did with his little poor heart!❤️❤️❤️

Thankyou for your kind words!❤️ He really did have a life that was full of love and all the scratches he could ever ask for, he was always spoilt and fussed over…all we wanted in return is for him to be with us for as long as possible❤️ I wish more than anything that my boy didn’t suffer on the last day, he didn’t deserve it… he loved his sleep so much, he should of gone in his sleep in our arms, but I’m starting to think less about the final day now and more about all the wonderful memories instead❤️ And that’s beautiful that you got to hold your little beck as he passed through to the next life❤️, it’s terrible when it can’t be that loving moment like they put in the movies… but life is just not meant to be the same.. still doesn’t mean we can’t cherish all the good times life has brought too with our loving pets, im starting to see that more now instead of thinking it’s so cruel all the time.. Thankyou for your kind words! Xx

Thankyou so much for your lovely response, this site is really helping me heal reading everyone’s stories and how they grieve. I almost feel like I’m going insane with grief, i havnt left the bed since Monday and I have zero appetite… but I know things will get better over time and that I will be able to smile again. I read about your beautiful Beringer, similar ages to my Gucci, 1 year apart❤️ I related to you so much when you said he looked into your eyes to let you know he was ready, my boy also looked deeply into my eyes the night before.. he usually never holds eye contact for that long or stay still for that long but he did.. it felt like forever, he looked tired and sad but also a look to show he loved me so much. So Thankyou so much, your help is hugely appreciated more than you know

I really appreciate your response with all my heart, Thankyou so much❤️ I didn’t expect anyone to read this or take an interest, I kind of just thought I could just vent out my trauma into words and I would feel better, but you have helped so much more. he was always very handsome to me , the perfect amount of chihuahua and pug mixed haha, so I’m very glad you noticed! im so so sorry that your little babies also went through a tough experience during the end, I think in our heads we always picture they will go out with old age, lying in your arms and peacefully falling into a forever sleep… but if only we could be so lucky.💔 Its so terrible when a vet gets something so very wrong about your loving pet, you put all your trust into them to take the greatest care of your babies, you never want to be let down.. it never helps with the costs of everything too, the struggle some of us how to go through to keep our little ones going strong without being in pain! Sometimes it’s just kinder to let them go instead of draw on the pain even longer. I would pay every single penny if I knew I could keep my boy alive and healthy but it was just not meant to be..💔 Your words are too kind though, I do believe every word you say, about how I just need to remind myself he’s at peace now, asleep, out of pain and suffering and in a huge field running free waiting for one of us to show up and greet him with a huge hug! For now I will just do that in my dreams with him!❤️ I do believe one day I will look back at memories and smile instead of crying… I know he would want that for us. I read up about your beautiful Arlie, how you adopted him in and gave him a great life, what a gorgeous smile he had, full of joy! Life can be so cruel with how they give our precious loved one’s diseases and cancers…they’re so innocent and deserve the absolute world.. but I read this message which really made me smile with a tear, it said, ’He may not have been your forever, but you were his, and know that his life was full of so much love’. The fact that we are their forever just makes it so beautiful, we loved them to the fullest until their very last days, and that gives me comfort!❤️ Thankyou so so much for your message, you have given me something to smile about❤️

My beautiful boy was 14 years old, he was a Chihuahua mixed with a pug, and his name was Gucci. We thought it was a funny little name for him back then because he was small enough to fit in a Gucci bag like one of those famous little lapdog chihuahua’s, but he just kept growing and growing over time haha, no longer fit in any bag bless him! He was the last pick of the litter, no one wanted him because one of his ears was floppy while the other one was dead straight in the air, he was perfect for me though. I’m almost 27 now and we got him when I was aged 12, he’s seen me through many stages of my life and grew up with me side by side. I moved out of my parents home in the last few years, but I visited them regularly throughout the week, always seeing my little boy, happy as ever, tail wagging jumping up at me because he’s so excited to see me! My mum and dad worship him too, he spent every waking minute with my mum. he was a funny dog, temperament issues for sure but my god was he funny, if anyone raised their voice or if the room was tense he would immediately go into the begging position on his hind legs and stare at us all, because he knew that we found it so adorable we would all stop arguing and give him fuss! He was super smart, knew everything you was saying to him, always knew to come up and wipe your tears away with his fur when you was upset, and would slam his paw on you when he wanted attention (which was 24/7 haha) he loved his walks, sprinting through the grass, but there was one thing he loved more and that was going to bed! Nothing excited him more than saying ‘bed time?’ He’d sprint up the stairs and get himself all comfy and warm and just watch tv with you until he fell asleep. he was super affectionate, loved belly rubs and absolutely loved head massages, he could be snappy at times and nip now and then, but if he ever hurt you he immediately would come up to you and start licking you as if he was apologising, he really did worship us all the same way we worshipped him, so so loyal. He’s always gone through many rough stages in life, life was a bit cruel to him at times, he was run over when he was 8, got lucky with just a broken pelvis and beat all the odds! Then it was a nasty ear infection that just would not go away for months, then just other problems here and there, until we noticed his legs were getting weaker and weaker, over time, this must of been from being hit by a car and possibly getting arthritis. It never stopped him though! He still wanted to run and jump and have his zoomies all around the house going absolutely mental! He was a fighter, very stubborn! I could go on and on describing all his amazing moments and the fun times we had together, but there just isn’t enough words in the world to sum it all up. He was the perfect dog for me, the best boy, my little pup. so… finally to what happened with him, about 2 weeks ago he picked up a cough, nothing serious it seemed, just a little cough now and then. We thought nothing of it at the time, we gave him some medicine and hoped that would do the trick over the next few days. Only until these last couple of days the cough got worse, so we had an appointment booked in with the vet for today to have a check up, but by yesterday he had stopped eating and drinking, wouldn’t even leave the bed to have a pee. His whole body just shut down like he gave up, he looked so sad. He just took a turn for the worst in a matter of a day. He walked up to me and placed his head in my hands and just stayed there and stared into my eyes for about 10 minutes straight, Almost as if he knew this might be our last time together. over the next few hours then he started struggle to breathe, gasping for air in short intervals which just kept getting longer and longer , we rushed him to the emergency vet, he was getting worse in the car, really gasping for air and his tongue was turning blue looking very frightened. We were all in a terrible state but trying to keep him calm by holding him and massaging his head telling him he’s a good boy. As we ran to the vets doors, he just stopped making a sound. He tilted his head directly up and looked into my dads eyes who was holding him for a few seconds, and then his head just dropped, one last look for goodbye and he was gone, he went limp! we burst into the vets crying and screaming, they took him off us and placed him on the table, somehow he came back around briefly to start gasping for air again, we just begged the vet to put him to sleep to put him out of misery, we couldn’t bare to see him struggling like this! His little face had changed, it wasn’t the little boy I see all the time, he was scared.. he was confused. I wanted to stare into his eyes as he was put to sleep but I just couldn’t do it, I layed my head on him instead and kept saying how much of a good boy he was. I couldn’t bring myself to look at his face, as he was being put to sleep all his fluids and blood that filled his lungs started pouring out of his mouth.. he didn’t deserve this, he was supposed to die of old age peacefully in my arms, going to sleep once more. but instead he died gasping for air and afraid, and died with his eyes wide open. I will forever not be able to get that image out of my head. All I can think of is that we failed him, we didn’t act quick enough and I will forever think this is my fault. He could have gone on for another 3 years easily! He was so full of energy and life, and it was stolen from him. He died of Pneumonia… When his life left his body we all surrounded him and just held him and cried into his fur. I hope he knew how much we loved him and that we were there with him in his last moments. I have so many photos and videos of him, even videos from last week of him being Completely fine and full of life, I’ve been watching them all day but I keep getting flashes of his dying moments and it’s just so so painful. does it get better over time? Do you forget that horrible memory and just smile and laugh about the good times? Or do you forever feel robbed of the life that was taken from you in such a cruel way. I can’t eat or sleep, I just miss him with all my heart, I keep breaking down in tears but my eyes are all dried up, I feel sick to my stomach and my head is going to explode. I don’t know how to find happiness again in a world without him. I don’t know how to go on anymore. I have my little christmas present here for you Gucci, you would have loved it! Maybe il get to give it to you one day in the next life. Rest in peace my gorgeous little boy. I don’t know if anyone will want to read through all this, but it felt a little nice to vent it out of my system through words instead of tears. I’m not with writing or grammar so I do apologise if it is a hard read. IMG_1442.MOV IMG_1465.MOV IMG_1470.MOV