tippymoondawg
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@jingshenbianxi Was in the same situation 7 years ago.
Our smooth collie Lucy was 14 and was put down due to a brain tumor. She was weary and we expected this. The Lucy we knew, our Sassy Lassie, the queen, SWMBO, wasn't there anymore. We mourned the loss of Lucy months before she actually died.
Our smoothie Fawkes, a sensitive soul, seemed worried and not quite himself. Blood tests showed a mysterious anemia and we scheduled an ultrasound in a few days.
Before that could happen, he suffered a sudden rupture of his intestine. We live 2 miles from a vet school and even with getting him there ASAP and their best efforts, our Fawkesy could not be saved. The cause was either a obstruction or mass, we didn't have a necropsy done. Fawkes had just turned nine only 5 days before his death.
We had no preparation for his death. It was a bolt out of the blue.
All this happened in 13 days. Not as bad as in 3 but still a complete shock to the system.
We had always had two dogs and when one passed, the other would help us in mourning. In time, we'd add another to our family and would, once again had two dogs. It always worked. But not this time.
We always had a dog in the family, in our house. We had to have a dog, it was inconceivable to not have a dog to love and dote upon.
I'm older than most here and have had many dogs in my life. With each dog I've learned more and more about how to be a better owner. My attitude has been that the best tribute for all the dogs in my past, is to use all that I learned to be given, as a gift to a new dog.
People vary greatly in how soon to bring another dog into their home - some right away, some in months, some never. All of them are valid. None of them are incorrect.
I knew for us, we needed it to be sooner. Alfie entered our home 8 days later.
Alfie was a lovable pup and we adored him from the start, but I'll fully admit, it wasn't the long deep love that we had for Fawkes.
My love for Fawkes was like putting on a comfortable pair of slippers. It wasn't flashy, it wasn't dramatic, it was warm and all encompassing. Fawkes was a complicated dog with issues but I knew him down to his soul and he knew and trusted me completely. He wasn't perfect but neither am I.
Alfie was a bold confident pup with none of Fawkes' emotional issues and with his whole life ahead of him.
Yet for months, if a genie appeared and offered to exchange new shiny Alfie for sweet, complicated Fawkes, I would have taken it in a second. Alfie was wonderful but he wasn't Fawkes.
I didn't miss a dog. I missed Fawkes.
It was painful to think of Fawkes at that time but now he lives on in our memories. Fawkes was a nutty, drama llama and loved to run and run and run. Fawkes was a goober. I can think of all these things without the pain but warmly, glad to have known him.
I am very sorry for your loss. It's heart breaking. I wish you the best.
Our smooth collie Lucy was 14 and was put down due to a brain tumor. She was weary and we expected this. The Lucy we knew, our Sassy Lassie, the queen, SWMBO, wasn't there anymore. We mourned the loss of Lucy months before she actually died.
Our smoothie Fawkes, a sensitive soul, seemed worried and not quite himself. Blood tests showed a mysterious anemia and we scheduled an ultrasound in a few days.
Before that could happen, he suffered a sudden rupture of his intestine. We live 2 miles from a vet school and even with getting him there ASAP and their best efforts, our Fawkesy could not be saved. The cause was either a obstruction or mass, we didn't have a necropsy done. Fawkes had just turned nine only 5 days before his death.
We had no preparation for his death. It was a bolt out of the blue.
All this happened in 13 days. Not as bad as in 3 but still a complete shock to the system.
We had always had two dogs and when one passed, the other would help us in mourning. In time, we'd add another to our family and would, once again had two dogs. It always worked. But not this time.
We always had a dog in the family, in our house. We had to have a dog, it was inconceivable to not have a dog to love and dote upon.
I'm older than most here and have had many dogs in my life. With each dog I've learned more and more about how to be a better owner. My attitude has been that the best tribute for all the dogs in my past, is to use all that I learned to be given, as a gift to a new dog.
People vary greatly in how soon to bring another dog into their home - some right away, some in months, some never. All of them are valid. None of them are incorrect.
I knew for us, we needed it to be sooner. Alfie entered our home 8 days later.
Alfie was a lovable pup and we adored him from the start, but I'll fully admit, it wasn't the long deep love that we had for Fawkes.
My love for Fawkes was like putting on a comfortable pair of slippers. It wasn't flashy, it wasn't dramatic, it was warm and all encompassing. Fawkes was a complicated dog with issues but I knew him down to his soul and he knew and trusted me completely. He wasn't perfect but neither am I.
Alfie was a bold confident pup with none of Fawkes' emotional issues and with his whole life ahead of him.
Yet for months, if a genie appeared and offered to exchange new shiny Alfie for sweet, complicated Fawkes, I would have taken it in a second. Alfie was wonderful but he wasn't Fawkes.
I didn't miss a dog. I missed Fawkes.
It was painful to think of Fawkes at that time but now he lives on in our memories. Fawkes was a nutty, drama llama and loved to run and run and run. Fawkes was a goober. I can think of all these things without the pain but warmly, glad to have known him.
I am very sorry for your loss. It's heart breaking. I wish you the best.
So sorry for your loss. Sending hugs and love. They must be playing together in heaven now.
