going to put my dog down soon.

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ive been dreading this for a long time. but i found out a few months ago my dog has some advanced cancer. shes a 19lb long legged short haired purebred dachsund. i paid for drugs, surgery to remove most of it, special dog food etc but its not working. her main cancer tumor is the size of a golfball and is on her inner jaw. its in her bone. little tumors are sprouting up on her skin. i havent put her down so far because i didnt think she was in any pain. tonight i was giving her her daily hour of body rubs and i find her lymph node on her neck is as big as a cat. if i touch her anywhere near her jaw or neck she wimpers in what i percieve to be pain. this is getting gut wrenching. im 25 years old and have has this dog for 14 years. thats almost 2/3 of my life. she sleeps on my bed every nite. somtimes right on my stomach or back. we are really close so this is pretty hard to think about. i have been feeding her REALLY nice cuts of meat, eggs and stuff she likes. i know people food isnt good for dogs but shes not going to be around much longer so its not going to hurt.
i know shes just a dog but in alot of says she is like a kid i never had. i taker her on rides on the golf cart, the atv, the car. this is really effecting me in negative ways. i quit smoking a few years ago but recently have started again. i just HAD to have a cigraette. i guess when shes gone ill quit smoking again.

heres to you, Weiner. we had a good 14 years.
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Hardest thing I've ever done was put down "Bart" the Rotweiler that spent every minute of his 13 year life either at my side, or wishing he was. Far too good a friend to leave something that critical up to a stranger who might screw it up.

This $ Hit's getting me all teary,,and I usually a tough s. o. b. !

Bob
 
Last year, my English Cocker got cancer(4years old) and I had to put him down a couple of months ago. Hardest thing I have ever done in my life. The vet came to my house and I held him while the shot was given. That's the least I could of done. He's now running around in beautiful fields waiting for me and my shotgun. I sure missed him during dove season this year.
 
I had to go through it a few years ago with one of our cats.
The vets did all they could for her, but in the end she had an incurable disease and there was nothing more they could do for her.

Our vet said it best; when the animal's quality of life has diminished, it's time.

It's a tough decision to make. I had great difficulty making the decision and it still bothers me talking about it 5 years later.
 
When I was a boy I had a doberman...
One must never forget the special times together...I remember that time in the dark when I was scared...a cold wet nose reassured me...those long walks on old fire roads, she running back and forth not wanting the trek to end...
the little wench loved to play fetch except she wouldn't fetch...she always made me chase her...Pepper I know you went to the Happy Hunting Grounds...so I am not sad...it gets better with time...I saw a teddy bear you tore the eyes out of about 10 years ago...I remember you running around the yard with it in your mouth...I smiled when I saw it...
 
Our family had to put "Buffy" down two years ago. We tried several pups from the adoption agency, but my daughter has Cerebral Palsy, and can't walk or talk. The pups we tried were either to rowdy, or nippy for a defenseless child. My wife called one day and said she was going to try Buffy, a Cocker Spaniel. Buffy had been rescued from an abusive environment. She didn't look like much..in fact she was butt ugly; she had to be shaved to treat skin issues near her tail from long hair holding waste. Buffy explored the house a bit, and came right over to my girl, and plopped down on the floor next to her, allowing her to pet and cuddle. We took Buffy to the vet the next day for a checkup. He gave her a physical and noted she was chipped. At this point we were wondering what was up. He scanned the chip, and called the number. Turns out Buffy was stolen from a breeder 2 years prior, and was a pure bred Buff colored Cocker. They only wanted to know if Buffy was going to a good home. The vet explained our family, the adoption, and our bringing her straight away to him. We were allowed to keep her. 10 years we enjoyed Buffy... she always hung around my girl, catching popcorn dropped on the floor. She loved fruits; it was hilarious to watch her eat grapes. The hardest decision ever was when Buffy simply could not function as a dog any more, and we put her to sleep. Even if you know in your heart it is the right thing to do.. it still feels wrong somehow. It is the hardest, but the kindest thing any human can do for their mate. You will see Weiner again, I know it. Bless you..

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
 
14 years is a good life, you treated her very well. Don't feel bad, it will get better as time goes on.
 
"I know shes just a dog"

Please don't say that...it's simply not true. 14 years is a huge chunk of your life and I know you have to feel that this dog is a member of your family. Nobody would fault you for loving this animal as such.

I suspect I'm getting ready to go through the same thing with my 14 year old Pomeranian. She has a collapsing trachea and pretty much hacks and coughs constantly. Drugs cleared it up for a while but it's back with a vengeance. A trip to the vet tomorrow will tell if anything else is going to work. She's already on 5 medications so it's not looking good.

I feel for you and offer you a way to crack a small smile in the midst of your sadness. Give yourself opportunities to remember all the good times and laughter. You have my condolences.
 
Bummer. We just got two great dogs. Smart, want to please -all traits near perfect. But when I call them quickly the names of my last two dogs come out of my mouth first. Doesn't mean I love the new dogs any less.....just as others have said the "old" dogs were part of me as these will become. About the saddest day in my life was when my Dalmatian died. Cried like a little girl at the vet and ran out the door.

Hang in there. You have the support of BITOG with you.
 
It's the right thing to do. It's a very hard thing to do. The grief from the loss over time will pale in comparison to the daily joys provided by a good four legged friend. When you're ready you might want to consider a new dog. I currently have eight rescue or come along dogs at the 929 rural property. At a vet visit for the most recent one, a boxer mix, a man in the waiting room referred to them as "ditch dogs." Perfect description. Would you be interested in an ill tempered rat terrier or a half crazy Australian cattle dog? Actually, they are my favorites. My condolences.
 
i dont think ill be ready for another dog anytime soon. but thanks for the offer.
and thanks for the kind words guys. i put her down this morning. she was a fighter. it took 2 injections designed for 40lb dogs to put her down. a fighter right to the end. she got me back though. on the way out of the vets office she peed on me. what a way to have the last laugh.
at home digging her grave i found the car keys i lad lost in the grass years ago. the remote lock/unlock keyfob still works too. now i have 3 sets of car keys. guess she got me again.
im going to miss her.
 
Dude, I feel for you. Pets reflect the persona of their masters. If you are a good guy, your pet shared in as great an experience as you did. Don't feel bad if a medical event brings an end to the relationship, it's normal. At least don't feel so bad that it hurts you, because that would be the last thing your pet would really want. They just don't live as long as we are lucky to. Sad.
 
My condolences. You will never forget her. I lost my buddy early this year. WE have since gotten a pup and although the pup will never replace Pudge, the pup keeps us busy and has a personality of his own. I feel for you and know the grief.
 
Im sorry to hear this. I have a 14 yr old boxer that is not far off. I hope its as easy as possible for you and your dog.
 
Not ashamed to say I'm crying with you my Lab is 12 and hopefully has a few years, the rianbow bridge also makes me cry about my other dogs (friends) that are gone to
---- bless, look at it his way you friend could have had a drug dealer for a owner like mine had and lived in dirt with little food till I got her.

bruce
 
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