today... we had to let our dog go...
about a week ago, my brother's girlfriend had to put her down Leah down who was another golden living in the home.. she had cancer and one of her legs had swelled up so much that it popped when they woke up the next day. ever since, Buddy was not the same.. almost the next day his appetite was almost gone, he wouldn't eat the entire can of the food, he would eat like half of one.. a few days later, he wouldn't eat it at all so my brother put some bbq sauce on it and then he started eating again. on wed or thursday he called me and told me that something was wrong... really wrong with him. he was becomming VERY lethargic, he would have spurts of what we considered normal, then just feel out of it and lay down looking like he wanted to sleep but his eyes would just stay open and he has this look like he was uneasy
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to help him in the last days, we tried to feed him some human food. he ate some steak fat when he started not wanting to eat anything at all which brought him back for a couple hours.. then again he was just stuck in this mode of not being able to do anything. on friday morning, bud was able to walk on his own but not for very long. by the end of the day.. it had gotten so much worse and his gums began to turn pale. in the process of his decline, he would randomly vomit yellow bile.. probably because he would not eat or drink. we found out that he would eat snow though.. but it wasn't enough to save him.
i woke up to a text from my brother who he lives with saying that we need to bring him to the vet immediately. when he brought him by my house... he was in bad shape. it broke me more than anything, it felt like my soul shattered to a million pieces. when he first was here he actually wagged his tail for about 10 seconds when he saw me ad my dad, but it was the last time he wagged
bud laid on the floor an we all hugged him, talked to him, told stories, cried, sobbed, everything.. we stayed with him at the house for a little more than an hour until we had to be at the vet to allow him to rest from all his pain.
he went very softly.. i was holding his paw as he went to sleep and literally felt the life drift away.. i collapsed into tears as everyone else who came to be with him at his last moment.
he had not eaten anything for over 24 hours and almost everything was tried.. i feel so terrible, but i know that he had a long life and we did the most we could.. loving him with every moment.
he was unable to walk, and when he tried, he was putting one leg in front of the other, his paws would curl up too.. i love him, i wanted another dog but i can't bear to see this ever happen again. at the same time, i'd feel bad for thinking i could replace him.. i told him right before he went that he was the best dog i could ever have and i loved him. this is hard oh my god...
the last
this is the last photo I have of him, i called his name and he looked up. it was within his last hour
Buddy
December 1st 1998 to February 23rd 2013
i love this guy..... i truely feel for everyone who has gone through this. there is something different about losing a pet that loves you unconditionally.. he was the miracle of my life. thank you to everyone on here, especially the 5k people who viewed my thread, the ones that replied, the suggestions, the ones that offered comfort, the one that offered the rimadyl, just everyone. thanks thanks thanks, and thanks from him too!