christopherinthedepths
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My wife and I had to put our sweet boy Jerry to sleep yesterday. He randomly got really sick and was diagnosed with inflammatory bowel disease. He was originally 45 pounds but the day before he passed, he was 33 pounds. He didn’t really respond to any of the medications he was on and just kept getting worse. He would hardly eat anything. This went on for about a month and we knew the right decision was to put him to sleep. The vet had only given him the anesthesia shot to make him sleepy and he passed before she gave him the shot to stop his heart. I consider that his last gift to us. It removed all doubt that he was ready to go.
The thing that really sucks is that he wasn’t even 3 years old. We got him during covid and I have worked from home since and spent so much time with him. I miss him so much and it seems so hard to comprehend that I will never get to squeeze his squishy face ever again. We had him cremated and just picked up his remains and I cried so hard when I saw his paw print that they gave us. I’m so lost and broken. He was my sweet baby boy and I never thought I would only have 3 years with him. I’m not sure what the point of this post is. I just needed somewhere to vent.
Picture of my sweet boy
Please stop with the creepy PMs. I’m a guy.
The thing that really sucks is that he wasn’t even 3 years old. We got him during covid and I have worked from home since and spent so much time with him. I miss him so much and it seems so hard to comprehend that I will never get to squeeze his squishy face ever again. We had him cremated and just picked up his remains and I cried so hard when I saw his paw print that they gave us. I’m so lost and broken. He was my sweet baby boy and I never thought I would only have 3 years with him. I’m not sure what the point of this post is. I just needed somewhere to vent.
Picture of my sweet boy
Please stop with the creepy PMs. I’m a guy.