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First, my sincere condolences on the loss of your beloved companion. He'll be waiting for you over that Rainbow Bridge. Until then he'll be healthy and able to play with others.
As for that vet, I am very glad you spoke up. THAT IS UNCONSCIONABLE!!!!!!!!!! I am glad at least he had the ethics to waive the fee. Sheesh.
Yesterday we had to put our dog, Kesu to sleep. We found out Friday that she had a 24 pound weight loss since last June and the blood work revealed she was in end-stage renal failure with no treatment for her. We took her home for the weekend to spend time with her and to say our goodbyes. I asked about prices for euthanasia and cremation and was appalled to find that they charged an extra fee for you to be present with her when they put her to sleep. I told the girl in the office that I thought it was a greedy practice and it was a travesty. What a terrible thing! I guess the girl told the vet and he waived the fee for us so we could be with our darling companion to the end. I held her until she took her last breath and held on tight to her neck. I talked to her the whole time and told her how much we loved her and enjoyed our time together. it was heart-wrenching but I couldn't let her die alone with strangers. My husband stayed too and it was devastating but we know we didn't let her suffer. Our lives will be different. My husband is already thinking of another dog, but I am not ready to get another one. He doesn't want to be alone. I don't want to replace Kesu. I need time to grieve.
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Marci, I'm so sorry for your loss. Pets are such huge parts of our lives and much like children. Reba will be waiting for you on the other side of the rainbow bridge. Run free darling Reba.
For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans for good, not evil. Plans to give you a hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11
Awww . . . I'm so sorry to hear of your loss. She had you to love her for 10 years. That's a wonderful thing.
Last night, 2/3/12, my husband had to rush his little girl, Reba to the animal hospital!
She was suffering, for a few of hours! She fell over, her belly was bloated and rock hard and she was panting heavily.
I am not a vet tech but Im thinking heart failure. She was almost 16 years old and an adorable tiny 5lb miniture long haired chihuahua!
I will be brave so I can hold my husband up.
But she was MY little girl too, for the past 10 years of her life.
Rest easy, Reebee roo!
Thanks for having this place and this topic.
It helps stop the tears for just a few minutes til my work is done!
What did you do that was HEALTHY today?
Awwwwww, so sorry to hear about your wonder lil baby Wincey. **SIGH** It's like kids . . . you love 'em to pieces, but can only do so much for them. You were the best Mama to her, so I hope you can take comfort in that.
So sorry about the cute little furry baby you had.
Before you get to know me and my new rescue, I want to tell you about my loss which lead me to this point. Her name was Princess Baby, known by MANY on SP as simply "Wincey" and she WAS WELL KNOWN in my blogs, and other ways, including on "livemind" a part of SP which is an online class,,,for walking on my keyboard, so we'd laugh and laugh as I struggled to type with this sweet baby trying to get MY ATTENTION cos her Momma was NOT paying COMPLETE ATTENTION TO ONLY HER ! LOL How I MISS THAT !!!
Wincey was a part Maine Coon kitty cat who had just turned 9 yrs old. She was ALSO a rescue from a HORRIBLE shelter where there 60 PLUS cats in a HOUSE by a lady who was little NUTTY who also had dogs who were WILDISH ! The place smelled HORRIBLE ! Wincey was at ONCE QUITE ILL and it costed me hundreds of dollars at the vets in the first 24 hrs and she was critical. But she had my HEART AT ONCE !!! She had jumped up on my back , played with my hair,,,and purred. Awww ! From there it was TRUE KITTY loyalty and love. I live alone except on weekends, and am quite disabled, so yeah, we grew to be very, very close. She was a FUNNY little thing,,,, knowing when people rang the phone to come into the building,,they were HERE TO SEE HER ! And she'd SIT by the DOOR waiting the often 3 mins for them to reach up this high in the building,,, ancipatating HER VISIT ! And SHOW SHE"D SHOW OFF for them then curl up in their laps ever so happily while looking at ME ! She was ALWAYS with me,,,, purring and purring,,, and each time i went into the "ladies" we'd play "The Wincey game" and she KNEW that by that name,,,,as she RAN into the shower,,,,even the day ,,the last day,,,, and I'd HIT the shower cutain UP and OVER her head in a squealing voice saying "WINCEY !" how she LOVED that foolish game ! As well as STILL FETCHING her balls, though she had slowed way down on those, she'd do it for when ONLY she'd REALLY wanted attention. That was MY WINCEY ! Med/Long black SILKY SOFT as COULD BE FUR ,,, oh just as SOFT as could be.
But, poor Wincey from the moment I bought her home,,,suffered HORRENDOUSLY from breathing problems. I ALWAYS had her at the vets!!! ALWAYS ! I used to call her "my 2thousand dollar cat" and I was NOT kidding. I had to keep the AC on right til the snow fell. It helped her out, though we FROOZE. I'll MISS THAT AND HER !!!! I grew used to it. Seems strange to not run it now. Funny the things we do for a sick animal and how "natual" it becomes.
Wincey last Mon,,,, in the AM when we got up,,,almost KNOCKED ME OVER running to the bathroom to play the Wincey game,,,and all was sooo NORMAL as our day went. But, her breathing was as normal a little rough. So I was again taking her to the vets for meds again. NOTHING AT ALL unusual for this,,, normal as could be. When the vet opened her mouth,,, she was full of cancer,,,, they did surgery trying thinking they could save her,,,but no, it was to much,,,, so that afternoon, I had to say goodbye to my precious baby girl,,and companion of 7.5 yrs,,,,for she was 1.5 yrs old,,,when I kitty cat adopted this precious little baby girl,,,,,,, and now she's gone. I LOVOUS YOU WINCEY as did my GrandD and ALL WHO EVER came in here,,,which its a CIRCUS HERE !! So she did soooo well !!! She LOVED the contanst ins and out of people here. She was a FANTASTICAL KITTY !!!
I do not believe in cat heaven etc, just that they remain in Gods memory. Night Night Wince. Mommy Misses YOU !!!!!!!
Next you meet the new kitty.
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Leader for Losing Weight and Disabled (Really we are ABLED !) Also a Co leader on the BELIEVE, ACHIEVE, SUCCEED TEAM
Here is how I am doing monthly. I hope this w9ay I'll stay more accountable
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Awww...sorry for your loss. I am glad that Talula was with her cagemates and was comfortable.
It's always hard to let go and it doesn't matter if we only had our pets days, weeks, months or years. Once you get attached it's always hard to say good-bye.
I'm sorry for your loss, words do not help, and only time will heal.
One of the horrible things of pet ownership is the loss of our companion animals. Here's a place for an in memory of or tribute to your companion animals.
This morning I had to say good bye to my oldest rat, Talula Does The Hula From Hawaii (Talula). I originally started fostering her December 2008 and then adopted her shortly after. Talula had really started showing her age this past few weeks. She was at least 3 years old but here age wasn't know when I adopted her so she could have been older. I knew it would be soon but didn't think it would be this soon. It looks like she simply went to sleep. She was snuggled up in the hammock with Maggie and Molly, her other two senior cagemates, when I checked on them this AM. She looked very peaceful.
"No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted." – Aesop
"The difference between the impossible and possible lies in not giving up."