hopingandhoping
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Today, we said goodbye way too soon...
I got my baby in 2012, near my last year of high school, and she accompanied me throughout all my years in college.
You see, Evee was always such a weird beagle. Beagles are energy balls, and pretty big. While she was small, and such a... couch potato. She seriously loved to lay on the arm of our couch like a small Sphinx and lookout to everyone in the house. She also knew pretty well when SHE wanted attention, that little jerk. She would ignore us all day long, except for my mom who she followed around all day around of course, but if she felt like getting a good scratch on her ears and some belly rubs from anyone else, she knew right away where we would be. And we would be delight to give her all the love she deserved, like we always did even if she would ignore us.
Between the end of October and the beginning of november, she fell ill. She had chronic kidney disease, and that startled us right away. When we got the results: Erlichiosis.
But she was stubborn and fought that damn thing like a true champ. She had to stay with the vet for 5 days. However, by the end of the treatment, her kidneys where too damaged, and she also started to get pretty anemic.
Again, new treatment, and her list of medicines to take only grew (we would stay awake until around 1-2AM to finish giving them all). Around that time, she stopped eating, so we had to feed her with a syringe on her mouth...
On Tuesday, we noticed she stumbling, and things went downhill from there. She had a spike on her blood pressure and lost her sight partially. Increase medicine, going to the vet two times a day to check on her blood pressure.
On Thursday morning, she had to stay on the vet again. Her kidneys started to give in, as she was having a difficult time getting water without seeing a thing (we were giving her water through the syringe too)
But today, my baby has rested. I’ve cried, blamed myself for not doing more, blaming for getting stressed while giving her medicine (she was stubborn enough to spit anything at us)... I loved her so much, but these last few months were so hard on her, on us...
I know that at least she is not suffering anymore, but damn I miss her... and I don’t know how I’ll cope with it...
Evee, you little weirdo, thanks for keeping me company all this time.
Update: Everyone, thank you so much for such, such kind words. Me and my family are still grieving, and we will be for some time, but your words really helped us to be a little more at ease.
Again, thank you very much.
I got my baby in 2012, near my last year of high school, and she accompanied me throughout all my years in college.
You see, Evee was always such a weird beagle. Beagles are energy balls, and pretty big. While she was small, and such a... couch potato. She seriously loved to lay on the arm of our couch like a small Sphinx and lookout to everyone in the house. She also knew pretty well when SHE wanted attention, that little jerk. She would ignore us all day long, except for my mom who she followed around all day around of course, but if she felt like getting a good scratch on her ears and some belly rubs from anyone else, she knew right away where we would be. And we would be delight to give her all the love she deserved, like we always did even if she would ignore us.
Between the end of October and the beginning of november, she fell ill. She had chronic kidney disease, and that startled us right away. When we got the results: Erlichiosis.
But she was stubborn and fought that damn thing like a true champ. She had to stay with the vet for 5 days. However, by the end of the treatment, her kidneys where too damaged, and she also started to get pretty anemic.
Again, new treatment, and her list of medicines to take only grew (we would stay awake until around 1-2AM to finish giving them all). Around that time, she stopped eating, so we had to feed her with a syringe on her mouth...
On Tuesday, we noticed she stumbling, and things went downhill from there. She had a spike on her blood pressure and lost her sight partially. Increase medicine, going to the vet two times a day to check on her blood pressure.
On Thursday morning, she had to stay on the vet again. Her kidneys started to give in, as she was having a difficult time getting water without seeing a thing (we were giving her water through the syringe too)
But today, my baby has rested. I’ve cried, blamed myself for not doing more, blaming for getting stressed while giving her medicine (she was stubborn enough to spit anything at us)... I loved her so much, but these last few months were so hard on her, on us...
I know that at least she is not suffering anymore, but damn I miss her... and I don’t know how I’ll cope with it...
Evee, you little weirdo, thanks for keeping me company all this time.
Update: Everyone, thank you so much for such, such kind words. Me and my family are still grieving, and we will be for some time, but your words really helped us to be a little more at ease.
Again, thank you very much.