She was limping a lot before we left to ARIZONA. We got a phone call from a friend, who came over to take care of Ash while we were gone, that Ashley couldn't make it out of bed and she peed on herself. She wouldn't eat. Just laying there.Hopelessly!
We rushed home and took her to the vet. He said to give her sronger medicine to see if things would improve. If not, we should start thinking about "it."
It hurts to hear those words.
Couple day before Christmas Eve, we went to aunt Sakura's house to help her, then we got a phone call from my hubby's mom. She was crying and said "Ashley failed and couldn't get back up. She peed and pooped on herself again."
We rushed from again. I cried in the car. I don't want to know "Ashley will leave us soon."
We gave her a warm shower after all those smelly troubles.
On the day she took medicine, she will be a bit better, but won't walk around too much. But if she didn't take the medicine, then she wouldn't be able to do anything at all. I don't want her to live a life like that. To depend on medication. But she hated the medicine. At first, she would eat it with the treats, then she wouldn't anymore. We tried to crushed it and mixed with wet food, she would eat some, then when she figured out the med, she stop eating it. We tried hard to put it in with peanut butter. Eventually she stopped. And then we mixed with water and fed to her.
So on Christmas Eve, we came to a decision to let Ashley go. She had so much trouble with walking, eating, and going to the bathroom by herself. I don't want see her My hubby has to get up at 7 every morning to take her out side, to go get water, and every night we had to force her to take medicine... She hates medicine, but there is nothing else we could do.
My hubby and I cried so much because we had her for so long. My hubby family adopted her from the pound when she was 4 in February,1998. That means she was about 17 years old in human year.
I miss her so much each and everyday. It doesn't feel right to see an empty bed once we got home from work. It just doesn't feel right.
She left. At 12:14 pm. December 26th, 2011. RIP Ash. We miss you a lot. Noodle misses you too.
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I'm so sorry for your loss of Ashley. She lived a wonderful life, wow, 17 years old. I'm sure she is running around Rainbow bridge right now.
I'm so sorry for your loss!! :(
Rest in peace, Ashley.
Deepest sympathies on your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time.
I am so sorry for your loss. Sending out corgi hugs.....^,,^
So sorry for your loss. It sounds like you gave her as much time as was possible. Tonight she runs with out pain over the Rainbow Bridge!
So sorry for your loss! When I was a young adult, we lost a dog to kidney failure that I'd had since I was about 11. She was having some trouble getting around and I carried her outside to potty (she was small) and put her down and she vomited and then fell right over. When I picked her back up she stood there shaking like a leaf. It's so hard to see them suffer, even for a short time.
You gave her many wonderful years. You did right by her. You will miss her terribly, but over time the pain will lessen.
Rest in peace, Ashley.
So sorry for your loss.
I'm so sorry for your loss Van :(
Oh I am so sorry! It is so hard to make that decision, but you did the right thing, especially for her. Trust in that. The ultimate act of love is to let them go when they are suffering, no matter how much it hurts us to do it. I had to put my Newfoundland down when he could no longer get up at all, and it about killed me because his mind was fine, and he was eating and drinking normally. But I had to bring him the food and water, and he couldn't get up by himself at all. We helped him every time (he'd woof when he wanted up), but even with both of us or a strap to help, he'd strain and poop. The vet told us, and I believe it by the look in Sampsons eyes every time he did it, that they hate to soil in the house. He'd look at us with the saddest eyes every time, saying "I'm so sorry and ashamed". The day we put him down, he had fallen the day before on his front paws, and biffed his chin on the floor. I cried so hard, and started thinking about how it would suck to be really thirsty and not be able to get up to get a drink of water. I didn't mind doing everything for him, but I couldn't be there 24 hours a day you know? I know if I was in that situation, where I was dependent on everyone for everything, that I wouldn't want to live either. I hated doing it, but it was the right thing. I am so sorry for the pain you are going through right now- but he's at Rainbow Bridge waiting for you, and is happy and healthy....time will ease your pain.
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