watch her gradually get worse. I have been fighting with myself since Christmas about what and when she needed to be carried to the vet. She has been eating good and still alert and wanting to be loved on up until a couple of days ago. I was hoping that it was a temp. thing and that she would regain some of her strength. I kept telling my son that she would let me know when she was ready to go. That moment came yesterday afternoon. I got up and bathed her this morning with her crying the whole time(she has never liked to be bathed). My son is coming to get her and take her to the Vet as soon as I can find one that will let me bring her back home and bury her. The Vets up here will not let you take a dog out of the office once they are put down. They cremate(sp?) them. I want her in my son's back yard where he will be until he passes away and I hope that happens only after I have been gone for a long long time! I cried all night last night and I can not quiy crying this morning! This wonderful little creature has been with me since the day she was born. I helped deliver the litter with the Vet. They were very preemie and I was told to take them home because there was nothing that could be done for them except to wait. Out of the 6, 4 of them lived. I fed them with eye-droppers for several weeks to help them get what they needed because they were not strong enough to suck and get nourishment that they had to have. Bebe was the only female out of the 6 and has the most gentle personality and she loves everyone. My heart is breaking and there is nothing else that can be done. I know it is time because when I bathed her, I really found out how much weight she has lost in the last 4 weeks. She shed tons of hair when I brushed her after the bath and she really looks frail. That does not keep me from hurting! Even though I have known since a couple of weeks before Christmas that she was going down-hill in a hurry, I am not prepared to let her go. She just walked in circles for a few minutes after her bath and layed down and went to sleep. It was an ordeal for her to get her bath. Oh, she did slap her food bowl with her paw and turned it over to let me know that she was hungry but before I could wash her bowl and get it back to her, she was fast asleep.
Hey, I just stopped and called a Vet close to me and was told that I could take her home and bury her at home. I could not stand the thought of them keeping her and her not being buried at home. My son can not carry her today so she will be with me another day. He is on a service call North of Atlanta and his next call is in the opposite direction from where I am. She will be here with me another day/night. Thanks for letting me vent to all of you. I am home alone all of the time and in a strange town(to me) with none of my friends close by. Hugs, Linda
Blessings,
Diane
I took our other dog home after she was put down and we buried her in our back yard at Valentine. I think it's comforting to know that they are with you. Just think of all the good times and I pray that you have lots of pictures of her. Bebe at least will be out of pain soon. Love to you and big hugs and cuddles.
Chris
My heart goes out to you. I think of you always, my friend. You are in my thoughts and prayers in this difficult time. I love you, Yoriko
She is so fortunate to have a loving master. I know how you feel. Sara
remember the love and know you had given her a wonderful time.thinking of you, with lots of hugs, Gerry
I received a lovely little clay pot with Suzies ashes from the vet, and that little pot with her name on has prize place in my house.
Hugs to you and God bless you
Marietta.