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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 0:39:52 GMT 1
Last night I went to sleep and she was fine. As bouncy as a one year old puppy despite being 12 and a half. Today, I woke up to my roommate telling me something was wrong with her. I went out and she could barely lift her head and only tried getting to her feet when I got stern with my calling. She wobbled on her own feet and I rushed her to the vet on my way to work.
The first call during my lunch break was promising. They said she was doing better and was even walking outside for them. But when I got there, I got taken into the back and told she'd relapsed almost as quickly as she recovered. They gave me options, because they didn't know exactly what was wrong with her, but were frank about the low chances of her recovery given her age, despite her previous unusually high vitality. I made the call. They brought her in and I meant to make my goodbye last a bit, but her condition worsened within minutes despite her excitement at seing me. She fell onto her side, unable to even sit upright. It was like watching her die in front of me, which is basically what she was doing. So I hastened the process and had the vets go ahead and take her several minutes before I intended. She now sleeps forever.
I got her right out of college and she has been my constant companion for my entire post-college life up until now. She was the sweetest thing, She was a mixed breed. Rottweiler/something else we never identified, Despite her guard dog heritage, she never harmed and even tried to harm a single soul. Her bark was way worse than her bite. She'd run circles barking around a stranger, but never never actually attacked. The apartment is so much emptier now, and her food and water dishes sit waiting to be emptied one final time. I haven't worked up the nerve to go do it yet, because I know it'll be for the last time. Her doggie bed sits awaiting a master who will never return.
I celebrated my 25th and 30th birthdays with that dog, and I hoped to manage to squeeze in my 35th before even having to think much about her advancing age. For the first time since I was six years old, I don't own a dog.
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Post by Chalice_Of_Evil on Feb 6, 2021 0:56:28 GMT 1
Last night I went to sleep and she was fine. As bouncy as a one year old puppy despite being 12 and a half. Today, I woke up to my roommate telling me something was wrong with her. I went out and she could barely lift her head and only tried getting to her feet when I got stern with my calling. She wobbled on her own feet and I rushed her to the vet on my way to work. The first call during my lunch break was promising. They said she was doing better and was even walking outside for them. But when I got there, I got taken into the back and told she'd relapsed almost as quickly as she recovered. They gave me options, because they didn't know exactly what was wrong with her, but were frank about the low chances of her recovery given her age, despite her previous unusually high vitality. I made the call. They brought her in and I meant to make my goodbye last a bit, but her condition worsened within minutes despite her excitement at seing me. She fell onto her side, unable to even sit upright. It was like watching her die in front of me, which is basically what she was doing. So I hastened the process and had the vets go ahead and take her several minutes before I intended. She now sleeps forever. I got her right out of college and she has been my constant companion for my entire post-college life up until now. She was the sweetest thing, She was a mixed breed. Rottweiler/something else we never identified, Despite her guard dog heritage, she never harmed and even tried to harm a single soul. Her bark was way worse than her bite. She'd run circles barking around a stranger, but never never actually attacked. The apartment is so much emptier now, and her food and water dishes sit waiting to be emptied one final time. I haven't worked up the nerve to go do it yet, because I know it'll be for the last time. Her doggie bed sits awaiting a master who will never return. I celebrated my 25th and 30th birthdays with that dog, and I hoped to manage to squeeze in my 35th before even having to think much about her advancing age. For the first time since I was six years old, I don't own a dog. I'm very saddened to read this^, weirdraptor. Did they ever find out what was wrong? We've always had dogs too, always the same breed (Labrador) and until 2017 we always had females. Our latest was one we adopted from an animal (it's the first time we've done that). A week or so after we brought him home, he somehow got out and as soon as I learned of his escape I was so worried. Luckily, I found him up the road alive and well. After that, though, I always worry about him. He hates sudden loud noises and anytime I hear one, I immediately go to check on him. Even when I'm asleep, I jolt awake because I think my brain now automatically associates loud noises with 'check on the dog!'. I didn't always pay enough attention to our previous dog and have felt guilty ever since. I've tried to make up for it by paying as much attention to our newest dog as possible. I also constantly worry about him. There was news reports a while back about people purposely leaving baited meat in dog parks and the dog parks were closed for a while (naturally I was hesitant to go back, but we did eventually. Though I now make sure to keep an eye on him as he sniffs around rather than just let him do whatever without me watching). I heard one story on the news about a girl whose young puppy was a victim of this heinous act. That saddened me greatly. Such a young, carefree animal taken away by such scum. Personally, if I ever got my hands on anyone responsible, I would stick them in a hole with the baited meat and see which they chose - to eat the meat themselves or starve to death. Dogs are better than people in a lot of ways. They're never 'evil', they don't lie or betray, they don't inflict pain on others just for the sheer enjoyment of it. Dogs are 'pure' in a way and it always saddens me to hear of them passing away (or worse, being cruelly taken away). There isn't really anything I can say to ease your pain. I just want you to know I sympathise. It was painful for me to let our previous dogs go when it was time. I still think about the last one a lot. Dogs mean so much to us. I am truly sorry to hear of this news. My deepest sympathies.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 1:16:27 GMT 1
I'm very saddened to read this^, weirdraptor. Did they ever find out what was wrong? We've always had dogs too, always the same breed (Labrador) and until 2017 we always had females. Our latest was one we adopted from an animal (it's the first time we've done that). A week or so after we brought him home, he somehow got out and as soon as I learned of his escape I was so worried. Luckily, I found him up the road alive and well. After that, though, I always worry about him. He hates sudden loud noises and anytime I hear one, I immediately go to check on him. Even when I'm asleep, I jolt awake because I think my brain now automatically associates loud noises with 'check on the dog!'. I didn't always pay enough attention to our previous dog and have felt guilty ever since. I've tried to make up for it by paying as much attention to our newest dog as possible. I also constantly worry about him. There was news reports a while back about people purposely leaving baited meat in dog parks and the dog parks were closed for a while (naturally I was hesitant to go back, but we did eventually. Though I now make sure to keep an eye on him as he sniffs around rather than just let him do whatever without me watching). I heard one story on the news about a girl whose young puppy was a victim of this heinous act. That saddened me greatly. Such a young, carefree animal taken away by such scum. Personally, if I ever got my hands on anyone responsible, I would stick them in a hole with the baited meat and see which they chose - to eat the meat themselves or starve to death. Dogs are better than people in a lot of ways. They're never 'evil', they don't lie or betray, they don't inflict pain on others just for the sheer enjoyment of it. Dogs are 'pure' in a way and it always saddens me to hear of them passing away (or worse, being cruelly taken away). There isn't really anything I can say to ease your pain. I just want you to know I sympathise. It was painful for me to let our previous dogs go when it was time. I still think about the last one a lot. Dogs mean so much to us. I am truly sorry to hear of this news. My deepest sympathies. No. There was something in her stomach they couldn't identify, and they didn't even know if that was what was doing it. I don't think it matters, anyway. She went from death's door to getting better, and then right back to death's door in a single afternoon. If I'd decided to fight this, Lucy would have been staring down the barrel of a several week battle she had a good chance of losing because of her age. As it is, she only suffered one day and got to say goodbye. I had to do with what I thought was being kinder to her. If she were only three years old, I'd have gone for fghting it. Thank you. It never gets easier saying goodbye.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 2:10:21 GMT 1
Damn looks like 2021 is off to a bad start for you. Sorry to hear
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 2:31:26 GMT 1
Damn looks like 2021 is off to a bad start for you. Sorry to hear I'd been expecting the old girl to start declining in health for a while. I figured there'd be more warning, though. For it to set in overnight and just be over before sundown the next day... It's unreal how quickly this happened. I keep looking over my shoulder expecting to see her in all her usual spots, but she isn't.
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Post by primemcgee on Feb 6, 2021 3:22:00 GMT 1
My condolences.
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Post by AQUA JAR!™ on Feb 6, 2021 4:06:42 GMT 1
I am very, very sorry for your loss, my friend.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 4:14:20 GMT 1
I am very, very sorry for your loss, my friend. Thanks. I was prepared for this outcome the instant I had to carry her to the Blazer. It didn't soften the blow much, but I wasn't totally taken off guard.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 6:05:00 GMT 1
I’m really sorry to hear that, Raptor. I have lost pets too so I now how hard it is. You have my deepest condolences.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 6:12:42 GMT 1
I’m really sorry to hear that, Raptor. I have lost pets too so I now how hard it is. You have my deepest condolences. That means a lot, man. Thank you.
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Post by AQUA SALZ! on Feb 6, 2021 14:24:35 GMT 1
Hey, just saw this, but so sorry to hear it, Raptor. The bond with a dog is one of the strongest, and that loss... Between this and the corona quarantine—gah. All my best to you and your mom, and to Lucy.
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Post by hobowar on Feb 6, 2021 20:25:30 GMT 1
I'm sorry man. My dog had to be put down last year because his back legs were fucked.
You probably don't want to hear this but I'm sure Lucy is in a better place.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 23:04:07 GMT 1
Hey, just saw this, but so sorry to hear it, Raptor. The bond with a dog is one of the strongest, and that loss... Between this and the corona quarantine—gah. All my best to you and your mom, and to Lucy. Thanks. I'm feeling better today, but still making myself sad whenever I think "I need to feed Lucy" just to be reminded there is no dog to feed.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2021 23:04:29 GMT 1
I'm sorry man. My dog had to be put down last year because his back legs were fucked. You probably don't want to hear this but I'm sure Lucy is in a better place. I'm sure she is, and that actually does make me feel better.
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Post by ArArArchStanton on Feb 9, 2021 20:11:31 GMT 1
As a fellow pet lover, I am both glad for the many good times you’ve had with her and sorry for your loss. My cat is getting older he still curls up with me to fall asleep. I’ve had a ton of great memories that I’ll always cherish when his time comes, and those will always make me smile. I wish you the best. I know it’s hard.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2021 20:40:25 GMT 1
As a fellow pet lover, I am both glad for the many good times you’ve had with her and sorry for your loss. My cat is getting older he still curls up with me to fall asleep. I’ve had a ton of great memories that I’ll always cherish when his time comes, and those will always make me smile. I wish you the best. I know it’s hard. How old is she? THank you, man. It really does mean a lot.
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Post by ArArArchStanton on Feb 10, 2021 0:06:28 GMT 1
As a fellow pet lover, I am both glad for the many good times you’ve had with her and sorry for your loss. My cat is getting older he still curls up with me to fall asleep. I’ve had a ton of great memories that I’ll always cherish when his time comes, and those will always make me smile. I wish you the best. I know it’s hard. How old is she? THank you, man. It really does mean a lot. He is 13. So getting on up there but in good shape. He’s clearly less energetic but gets around just fine.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2021 0:11:25 GMT 1
How old is she? THank you, man. It really does mean a lot. He is 13. So getting on up there but I’m good shape. He’s clearly less energetic but gets around just fine. I've had a couple of cats last about 16-18, so if he's in good shape, I'd hope you guys have a lot more memories to make.
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Post by Nightman on Feb 10, 2021 23:07:34 GMT 1
Last night I went to sleep and she was fine. As bouncy as a one year old puppy despite being 12 and a half. Today, I woke up to my roommate telling me something was wrong with her. I went out and she could barely lift her head and only tried getting to her feet when I got stern with my calling. She wobbled on her own feet and I rushed her to the vet on my way to work. The first call during my lunch break was promising. They said she was doing better and was even walking outside for them. But when I got there, I got taken into the back and told she'd relapsed almost as quickly as she recovered. They gave me options, because they didn't know exactly what was wrong with her, but were frank about the low chances of her recovery given her age, despite her previous unusually high vitality. I made the call. They brought her in and I meant to make my goodbye last a bit, but her condition worsened within minutes despite her excitement at seing me. She fell onto her side, unable to even sit upright. It was like watching her die in front of me, which is basically what she was doing. So I hastened the process and had the vets go ahead and take her several minutes before I intended. She now sleeps forever. I got her right out of college and she has been my constant companion for my entire post-college life up until now. She was the sweetest thing, She was a mixed breed. Rottweiler/something else we never identified, Despite her guard dog heritage, she never harmed and even tried to harm a single soul. Her bark was way worse than her bite. She'd run circles barking around a stranger, but never never actually attacked. The apartment is so much emptier now, and her food and water dishes sit waiting to be emptied one final time. I haven't worked up the nerve to go do it yet, because I know it'll be for the last time. Her doggie bed sits awaiting a master who will never return. I celebrated my 25th and 30th birthdays with that dog, and I hoped to manage to squeeze in my 35th before even having to think much about her advancing age. For the first time since I was six years old, I don't own a dog. I'm very saddened to read this^, weirdraptor. Did they ever find out what was wrong? We've always had dogs too, always the same breed (Labrador) and until 2017 we always had females. Our latest was one we adopted from an animal (it's the first time we've done that). A week or so after we brought him home, he somehow got out and as soon as I learned of his escape I was so worried. Luckily, I found him up the road alive and well. After that, though, I always worry about him. He hates sudden loud noises and anytime I hear one, I immediately go to check on him. Even when I'm asleep, I jolt awake because I think my brain now automatically associates loud noises with 'check on the dog!'. I didn't always pay enough attention to our previous dog and have felt guilty ever since. I've tried to make up for it by paying as much attention to our newest dog as possible. I also constantly worry about him. There was news reports a while back about people purposely leaving baited meat in dog parks and the dog parks were closed for a while (naturally I was hesitant to go back, but we did eventually. Though I now make sure to keep an eye on him as he sniffs around rather than just let him do whatever without me watching). I heard one story on the news about a girl whose young puppy was a victim of this heinous act. That saddened me greatly. Such a young, carefree animal taken away by such scum. Personally, if I ever got my hands on anyone responsible, I would stick them in a hole with the baited meat and see which they chose - to eat the meat themselves or starve to death. Dogs are better than people in a lot of ways. They're never 'evil', they don't lie or betray, they don't inflict pain on others just for the sheer enjoyment of it. Dogs are 'pure' in a way and it always saddens me to hear of them passing away (or worse, being cruelly taken away). There isn't really anything I can say to ease your pain. I just want you to know I sympathise. It was painful for me to let our previous dogs go when it was time. I still think about the last one a lot. Dogs mean so much to us. I am truly sorry to hear of this news. My deepest sympathies. That is fooking evil, as is anything malicious done to innocent animals. Around these parts, although less now with the pandemic leading to people being at home, there has been an ongoing trend of people stealing pets in hopes of receiving a reward. The dog of one of my relatives was stolen just a few months ago. He is 15, but healthy and friendly, so they probably assumed he's younger. RIP to poor Lucy.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2021 23:18:55 GMT 1
I'm very saddened to read this^, weirdraptor. Did they ever find out what was wrong? We've always had dogs too, always the same breed (Labrador) and until 2017 we always had females. Our latest was one we adopted from an animal (it's the first time we've done that). A week or so after we brought him home, he somehow got out and as soon as I learned of his escape I was so worried. Luckily, I found him up the road alive and well. After that, though, I always worry about him. He hates sudden loud noises and anytime I hear one, I immediately go to check on him. Even when I'm asleep, I jolt awake because I think my brain now automatically associates loud noises with 'check on the dog!'. I didn't always pay enough attention to our previous dog and have felt guilty ever since. I've tried to make up for it by paying as much attention to our newest dog as possible. I also constantly worry about him. There was news reports a while back about people purposely leaving baited meat in dog parks and the dog parks were closed for a while (naturally I was hesitant to go back, but we did eventually. Though I now make sure to keep an eye on him as he sniffs around rather than just let him do whatever without me watching). I heard one story on the news about a girl whose young puppy was a victim of this heinous act. That saddened me greatly. Such a young, carefree animal taken away by such scum. Personally, if I ever got my hands on anyone responsible, I would stick them in a hole with the baited meat and see which they chose - to eat the meat themselves or starve to death. Dogs are better than people in a lot of ways. They're never 'evil', they don't lie or betray, they don't inflict pain on others just for the sheer enjoyment of it. Dogs are 'pure' in a way and it always saddens me to hear of them passing away (or worse, being cruelly taken away). There isn't really anything I can say to ease your pain. I just want you to know I sympathise. It was painful for me to let our previous dogs go when it was time. I still think about the last one a lot. Dogs mean so much to us. I am truly sorry to hear of this news. My deepest sympathies. That is fooking evil, as is anything malicious done to innocent animals. Around these parts, although less now with the pandemic leading to people being at home, there has been an ongoing trend of people stealing pets in hopes of receiving a reward. The dog of one of my relatives was stolen just a few months ago. He is 15, but healthy and friendly, so they probably assumed he's younger. RIP to poor Lucy. My mom lived next door to a neighbor that poisoned wayward pets who came onto his property instead of returning them home or calling their owners. That's how mom lost one of her dogs. It is frikkin' evil. Thank you. It's much appreciated.
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