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TheGirlNextDoor · Joined: 08 Jul 2004 Posts: 22608

One of the hardest things I ever had to do, was take my old black lab and have her "put down". In the end, if I had been in HER shape, I would have wanted someone to help me 'go'.

I'm very sorry for your loss Tracker.

Demothenes · Joined: 05 May 2004 Posts: 2139 Location: My Happy Place

I'm sorry, Track. I've had to do that to a dog or two. It's really hard, because you can get so attatched. But I'm sure you can work your way through it.

Tracker · Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:51 pm Post subject:

Thank you all, very much. There is more involved in my personal-life than just my dog -- or, I should say, my dog is associated with many events -- multi relationship disasters of my own doing -- and now that Titan is gone, it just keeps bubbling it up -- all together. Phew! Tough time for me. Thank you for your kind thoughts. I do appreciate them so much.

Back to Vets ... I forgave them all. Nobody should have to do that. We force them. We have to reduce it -- find cures, fund research, promote responsible animal husbandry, and learn to reduce harm.

Arrrrgggghhhh ... a bit 'scatter-brained' and typing slow ... thoughts drifting ... too much in my head right now ... troubles ... concerns ... a missing friend, too. Too much. If I were a drinker, I'd hit the bottle. Aunt in hospital ... visited with her yesterday and today ... they were going to release her today but she took a sudden turn for the worse. I layed my hands upon her. We'll see what tomorrow brings. Better news. A bright, bright, sun-shinny day.

Kind Regards.

Margo · Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 10:20 pm Post subject:

Tracker, I am so sorry for your loss. I've been through it, too. Putting a beloved pet down was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. When I lost my companion of 12 years, Mick a shepard/collie mix, I swore I would never have another dog, ever. 3 months later I was at our local animal shelter and found a new love. 9 months after that I was in another shelter and found another love. The emptiness left by Mick was tremendous and I had to ask myself if my life was better with a dog or without one. It was terrible without one! And it took 2 dogs to fill some of the void.
These words gave me great comfort after losing Mick, maybe they will help you?
...Grieve not,
nor speak of me with tears,
But laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you....
I loved you so ---
'twas Heaven here with you.
Isla Paschal Richardson

cap'n queasy · Joined: 15 May 2004 Posts: 34968

Tracker wrote: My dog is very old. He is not in pain, but so rickety he can hardly stand. He is losing control of his bowels. I have to help him in most things he does.

I don't want him to suffer. He's very alert. Young in mind, but his body is failing him.

I don't know how to bring myself to kill him -- 'put to sleep' -- whatever, same thing.

It's hard.

Suggestions? Some 'uplifting' would be helpful -- it's so unfair, ya' know?

It feels like DisposalbePets.

That s*cks, I know how you feel, I had a dog that lived to be 20 years old. She was so smart. My best friend, always there when I needed cheering up. I was so sad when she died. I loved her so much.

Hang in there.

lucidnightmare · Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 11:56 pm Post subject:

I'm sorry to hear that.

Don't let him suffer,but keep him around as long as you can.Grill him some burgers or buy him the best dog treats out there,scratch his back a lot make his last days good ones.

Tracker · Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 2:07 pm Post subject:

Thank you, Margo. I used to work with someone named 'Margo,' briefly, incidentally.

Thanks, Cap'n. 20-years? I've never heard of a dog living that long. My aunt had a cat that lived to be 23 though, named 'Chatta,' a siamese.

User named 'lucid nightmare,' too late for treats. I took him to the vet to be euthenized. Then brought him home, waited for the rigors to pass and then buried him. You can't do that in the city, but out here in the country you can. Broke my heart. I'm okay now. Worst experience of my life, one of, anyway ... the only one I've gone through entirely by myself. Really shook me up.

Kinda strange, while the body was going through rigors, blood came out of his mouth. I wonder if that was the poison the vet gave him? Or, if that was due to the build-up of decompositional gasses that ruptured veins and soft-tissues? Not sure.

Groggy today ... typing is poor. Take care all. I've got to get busy. I do appreciate the good cheer. These things need be discussed and thought about by all whom have or want pets. I shared the experience for that reason and that reason alone, as I usually avoid personal crap-spreading, or at least attempt. Sometimes it hard not to.

Take care.