Jay Jay - Run Free Boy
Thursday, September 25, 2014
In 2011, we got a dog from one of my husband's friends. His name was Jay Jay. He was 13 and we got him just before Christmas. For the first two weeks - one month, we were so certain Jay Jay would not last. Then he started falling a lot and crashing into the furniture when he would walk. What was wrong?! I talked to the doctor and he said he may have vestibular problems. It is similar to vertigo. He said most of these old guys get over it but it may take a while. So we waited.
To help Jay Jay, we put his food on a tray so he would not have to dip his head to the ground to eat. We also fed him separately from the other dogs so they would not steal. We fed him on the carpet so his feet would not slip, like they did on our kitchen floor. He did recover and we managed his symptoms. You could see his eyes and face twitch and he head bob when he was dizzy.
Other problems were there too. He had hot spots and was chewing on several places on his paws and legs. We started him on Benedryl and changed his food to a limited ingredient formula. Boy did that help! (especially the food) I brought him in for chewing one of his toes to bits and also a lump on his tail. His blood was routinely tested and he was getting around okay with the help of Rimadyl.
All along of course he got older, started losing weight, and his motion was not as steady and strong. We figured last December that he would probably not live another year, especially in the cold. We put down a series of bathroom rugs so he could navigate the kitchen floor to go out to do his business. Pretty soon he started not being able to get out the dog door, especially when it rained. The younger dogs (two not much younger) would fold the rugs or push them running in and out. It was frustrating. But we loved him.
Fast forward to this past Sunday. He was having a lot of trouble. I relented to feeding him on the couch then propping him up to navigate the floor to do his business. I told Jay Jay that he would have to let us know when it is his time because we would not know. My husband petted him and told him that if he was going to go, go peacefully. By Monday night then Tuesday, he could not stay propped up even on the couch. I called my husband and told him we probably needed to put him down on Wednesday. I hand fed him and he took two small handfuls then stopped. I knew then. I gave him his meds and called my husband and told him it would be that night. I did not want to make Jay Jay suffer just to wait for his regular vet. My husband said he would close his business early. I called the on-call vet who said he would meet us at 10pm. I gave Jay Jay one whole Rimadyl to try to manage his pain.
We took him in. One more time, I asked my husband, "It is his time, right?" He said yes and the vet piped up and said, "It seems like it." He gave him the anesthetic and we waited some time for it to take effect. We petted him and stroked him and I took his collar off. Then the vet said, "Are you ready?" We nodded. He administered the euthenasia drug. It did not take long. Jay Jay stopped breathing and the vet listened for a couple more seconds and then took the stethescope away. I said, "He's gone?" He nodded and said his heart had stopped.
My husband petted him one last time. I bent down, gave him a hug and a kiss and told him I loved him. We thanked the vet and stared to leave, but I ran in one more time. I laid my head on his side, kissed him on the cheek, and said I would really miss him.
I was glad we were able to be there when he crossed Rainbow Bridge. We made a promise to him not to keep him around if he were suffering. We kept our promise.
RUN FREE JAY JAY!! RUN FREE BOY!!