Zoey and us had a bad night last night. We went out to eat since she was doing about the same and when we got home once again she was having a hard time walking. We helped her outside and then back in, her legs kept crossing and she had trouble staying on her feet. As I stroked her fur I couldn't help but feel how much weight she has dropped in just 1 week. Her eyes were wide and panicky looking.
I had talked to the vet earlier and we decided she might be having pain so I had picked up some pain meds. I gave her one and we sat on the floor and comforted her. Telling her what a good girl she was and had always been. I called my sons and they both came over with my sobbing grandchildren and we sat on the floor and petted and hugged the pet we loved.
In about 40 minutes her eyes were relaxed and we could tell her pain med had kicked in. And then we couldn't believe it when she wanted her treats. The ones she always gets when it is 7:30. We were late and she wanted them. She happily ate them and then walked across the room, steady on her feet again. Thank god there are meds that will make her feel better.
My vet still is pushing to do the surgery on her. But I was thinking. If I was in my high 80's to 90's and I had a cancer that couldn't be cured and I couldn't voice my opinion I would hope my sons would tell the doctor to keep me comfortable. That is what I know I would want and we think it is what Zoey would want. We are definitely not going to put her through that.
My grandchildren leave in 2 days. We are hoping with the pain meds she will be comfortable and do well until they leave and then we will be making that call we don't want to make. We both pray she will maybe go in her sleep at our side. But either way it won't be long.
I told the kids at the rainbow bridge Zoey will be able to throw her collar away and run with the other dogs, sniffing all the new smells and going where she wants. And then someday when we meet again she will run up, her tail wagging and that goofy smile on her face and we will all rejoice at our reunion.
This morning she is still slightly unsteady but her breathing is easy and she doesn't appear to be in any pain. I will give her another pain med shortly to make sure it doesn't come back. And we promised her we wouldn't let her suffer. So if it means even if the grandchildren are here when it is time we will do what is right.
4 comments:
I think you are making the right choice for her.
ah, Julie. I'm crying for you. But you are doing everything exactly right.
It breaks my heatr but we both know nothing is forever. Give her a kiss from Possum and I and tell he we love her....
Jimmy
You are facing a decision we all dread, knowing it must be done, yet wishing you would never, ever have to do such a thing. We have done it here on the farm and in the home many times. We have all our dogs either on our mantel or on our laps always....Hugs and kisses from Vick and I both, for we know what you and Rick are facing.
As Always, Skip & Vick
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