I agree it's quality not quantity. Its not important how long she lives but how she does . I'll keep an eye on her.
Casper is getting a new bed for Christmas...a very special bed! https://casper.com/uk/en/dog-bed/ Hopefully it will help keep his joints comfy in front of the fire..
I do hope you weren't referring to @Beanwood with this sentence Glad to hear that the increased pain meds are helping our dear Moo xx
You are so naughty we used different types of pain management with Doug and it gave him another good 18 months. So doing this should help Moo live longer and enjoy herself
Things are going well she's a lot more comfortable. Sometimes she's still stiff but that goes when she moves. She's been running about more and she took off at top speed yesterday down the garden. She was wriggling her little bum and tail and moving really well, very fast too. glad I got her some more pain relief it's really helped put the sparkle back into her eyes
Yay party time at Moo's and Rory's house (OK maybe a bit far for us...) Glad Moo is feeling better and has a twinkle in her eyes
She doing very well no leaks since the pain meds have been introduced along side with the hormone replacement . She's being very bossy and barky and seems much happier. One thing I have noticed is her pain panting sometimes. I have to keep an eye on that, but on the whole she's being a little s*d. Her coats fantastic and she's just getting ready to moult.
This might be long winded but I've not talked of this since her passing , bare with me. I too can relate to this stage of our best friends lives. Sadie passed in May this year, I remember that day clearly, too clearly. I knew her time was coming over the last few months before she passed, I knew the time would eventually for 12-18 months prior, but nothing can prepare you for that day. People always said you'll know when it's time, they'll stop eating, she'll not want to walk, she'll sleep all the time - well she's a lab she never stopped eating, she's a lab and loves exploring and she's a lab, they sleep for England. So no she didn't give me any massive tell tail signs, she looked at me with her big black/brown eyes and she gave me that smile and that hug without moving and she was content. She used to sleep upstairs with us and our other lab, I'd be upstairs on the PC and she'd come and lie next to me looking at me until she fell asleep and started snoring. She still played with us and our other lab and she still got up to mischief. I realised something wasn't quite right 2 weeks before her passing but just couldn't put my finger on it, for one she stopped coming upstairs, even to sleep, she was very very slow walking and she panted despite the outside door being open. However sometimes she did this and then carried on as normal. She'd started messing in the house, without knowing about it. She managed to urinate outside but the other would just happen even when she was awake, she looked disgusted with herself and looked at us for forgiveness, none was needed. We just hugged and reassured her and gave kisses and she went back to bed. In her prime she was a tremendously strong dog, it was pointless playing tug with her as she'd wrench your arm and do damage, she was just all muscle. We used to watch her running and see all her muscles and athletic physic. Hugs were proper bear hugs, which she didn't approve of as she wasn't a lovey dovey dog, she was her dog, slightly stubborn like most labs. She started tripping whilst walking and swaying and I knew that to keep her alive any longer would be selfish and cruel. I'd be keeping her for us as I couldn't face the loss of my best friend. I fell asleep crying that night as I knew the next morning I had to make a phone call. My partner agreed, he was strong at this point, as he wasn't there at her start in life, it had been her and me for so long. I was her soul mate, she was mine. We walked/stumbled across the road to see my mum to tell her our decision, she too was very upset but agreed it was the right thing to do, she gave her one last big hug and kiss and we stumbled and tripped back home. Being the stubborn girl she was, she didn't want to go home but we did. The vets came out later that day, I couldn't talk for crying, we made her sausage, beans, bacon and yes it barely touched her mouth. She went to sleep. The day went on forever, I just wish they'd come to see us as I couldn't stand this waiting any longer, I felt bad for feeling this way but my best friends life was ending that day and I was just crying and looking at her. I think she knew what was happening as she got out of bed several times, whilst stumbling to come and see me and kiss me (( I took her back to bed and waited till she'd fallen asleep. The vets turned up, I asked so many questions, the same questions over and over again. They were so compassionate and empathetic. I felt so guilty for thinking of doing this to her. The vets reassured me, she'd seen Sadie a few months before and she said she was a shadow of her former self. We got Sadie comfortable, Sadie being Sadie, after I'd told the vet she'd not been upstairs in two weeks, got up and dragged herself upstairs. We got her back in her bed, I held her so tight it hurt me. Her muscles that were once so toned were nothing but skin and bones with no strength to them at all. My baby girl passed away in my arms. My partner and I were heartbroken and still are to this day. I knew she'd no longer be suffering but the pain of losing her will last forever. Night night Sadie xxx
It was a kind loving thing you did for your wonderful girl. I had a similar experience recently with my beloved old boy. He too passed in my arms peacefully. I just remember the good times and the fun we had it is a comfort. I hope you can find some peace it's only a few months it does take time to come to terms with the loss. Everyone on the site is really kind and understanding so if you need to talk just talk.
