Today I lost my best friend. She was an amazing dog. I had her for almost 18 years. She was diagnosed with Bladder Cancer last month and it was incurable. It couldn't be fixed because it was so far gone and because she had a bad heart murmur and of course because of her age. I rescued her about 18 years ago from the SPCA and she's been through alot with me. She even got run over by a big truck at one point and the vet told me that she wouldn't make it. Well with my love for her, I decided not to put her to sleep at that point because I knew she would be ok. A week later, she was up and running around.
I put my baby to sleep today and I'm feeling horrible. The pain is bad and I miss her dearly. I guess I'm just needing some comfort or something because I feel so bad. I know I made the right choice because she wasn't eating anymore, or drinking. My vet told me, if she doesn't do two of the five things that she loves to do, then she won't get better. And she was right. She loved to go for rides, follow me around, sit by the bathroom door when I was getting ready, bark at other dogs on the street and go for a long walk. She could no longer do these things. I miss her and I hurt so bad.
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on Mon Apr 08, 2013 7:19 am, edited 1 time in total.