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My dog is dying (update 5-10 RIP Kodiak, I'll miss you) (1 Viewer)

Sorry bro.   Its going to be a rough for bit but it does get better.
:goodposting:  You will get “blindsided by memories”.  

That’s the phrase my best friend from high school and I were using when discussing the aftermath of losing a beloved pet.  It sucks for while, but those memories are part of why we got the pet.  It gets worse before it gets better, but it gets better.  

My GB talks about how much his deceased lab loved popcorn, how he would make a big batch for Family Movie Night, throw a handful on the kitchen floor to distract the dog while he went to the family room and distributed popcorn to the wife and kids as the movie started, and how he instinctively did that once a few months after the dog was gone.  Or how his wife was unpacking the family Christmas stockings and how sad she got seeing the dog’s their first Christmas without the pooch after years of having one in the family.  

We were going to train Lizzy to see if she was a potential therapy dog.  Thought it would be a fun second act for her making hospital and senior living visits.  I’d approached a NPO here that trains and places therapy dogs about adding Lizzy to their pack.  It sucked the other day when I coincidentally drove by the place where said training would have taken place.  

Worst was when the kid came home from school one day and got showered with kisses from Rory (she’s a licker), but the kid started crying.  I knew why - it was because the greeting was from one dog instead of two.  

Kid took Lizzy’s favorite bandana and tied it to the school backpack so a piece of Lizzy accompanies the kid all day.  Just like I added Lizzy’s old ID tag to my key ring.  

On the happier side, a neighbor shared with me how much fun it was on warm evenings when he would be shooting baskets in his driveway with his kids and would spot me down the street walking Lizzy towards them. They would start yelling, “COME HERE, LIZZY!  Come here, girl!”  and Lizzy would floor it, giving my shoulder a nice jerk as she took off running to answer the call and I would struggle to keep up with her.  We would all be laughing so hard when I got to their driveway at Lizzy’s pace.  Every time.  I’m giggling while typing this.

It gets better.  Probably will get worse before it gets better.  But it gets better.

 
I'm pretty much in the same boat and today might be the day. My boy Scooby is in rough shape. 14 months ago he developed a mast in the middle of his paw. Took him to the Vet and found out that it was cancerous. Well we had the mast removed as well as one of Scooby's toes. After a week or so he was back to normal. 

Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago and we noticed that Scooby had trouble coming up the ramp onto the porch in the back yard. Well yesterday we noticed that he couldn't see real well. Running into furniture, the refrigerator, etc. He's also been vomiting a few times a week. Now, his appetite is not really there. He doesn't meet me at the door with excitement when I get home from work either. 

Other than that he still has a little pep but not what it was. I have a feeling that he it won't be long. 

 
So sorry MikeIke.

Bruce..maybe I missed it but can you share some Lizzy/Rory pics?
Here's one I took shortly after we got Rory. I was holding a treat right above the camera.  In the photo Rory is about the same age and size Lizzy was when we got her.

(Since they are English Labradors, we officially gave them royal names "Elizabeth" and "Victoria".  But since we are informal people, Elizabeth became Lizzy because we liked that shortened form.  Victoria became Rory, inspired by Alexis Biedel's character from my wife's favorite TV show, Gilmore Girls.)

This is from February.  I think I posted this one in the "pics of your dog" thread.  Lizzy was there first, Rory hopped up and curled up next to Lizzy.  As posted, Rory was the Ramona to Lizzy's Beezus.  Rory learned to wait until Lizzy was asleep for a few minutes before curling up next to her like that.    

Pulled over during the car ride to the boarder.  This is the last photo I took of both dogs together.  Dropped them off, came back home, packed, got a plane to California.  Already told the part about what happened next.

Rory the day we adopted her.  We got her really young, 7.5 weeks.  I recommend waiting until 9-10 weeks at least with puppies - we separated her from the litter a little too early.  

Rory went through a phase where her favorite toy was "whatever Lizzy is playing with".   Lizzy was not a fan of this, as you can probably tell by the expression on her face.

And this is how most who knew Lizzy remember her.   Happy around humans, tongue loaded to give kisses.     


         

 

 
Today I finally said goodbye to Kodiak. He made it two months longer than the veterinarian expected, and most of that time he was in good spirits. 

He'd been pretty bad for the last few days so I made a vet appointment, knowing it would probably be his last day. When it came time to bring him to the vet this morning, I had to carry him up the stairs. His back legs just gave out. He looked at me as if to say, "Daddy, I'm done. Please make it stop."

I'll miss my big galoot. Kodiak wasn't smart, but he was the most loving dog you could ever meet. 

Good boy. 
So sorry to hear, my Maggie went a week ago today. Eerily similar, we went for a short morning walk last Friday, she laid down in the grass in somebody's yard and couldn't get back up, her back legs gave out. We did ours in-home with a service I had contacted before. My wife and I spent the day with her on the back porch in some lovely weather and said our goodbye's when they came late in the afternoon.

Was doing okay until we picked up her ashes yesterday, then it really hit home that she was gone.

 
Here's one I took shortly after we got Rory. I was holding a treat right above the camera.  In the photo Rory is about the same age and size Lizzy was when we got her.

(Since they are English Labradors, we officially gave them royal names "Elizabeth" and "Victoria".  But since we are informal people, Elizabeth became Lizzy because we liked that shortened form.  Victoria became Rory, inspired by Alexis Biedel's character from my wife's favorite TV show, Gilmore Girls.)

This is from February.  I think I posted this one in the "pics of your dog" thread.  Lizzy was there first, Rory hopped up and curled up next to Lizzy.  As posted, Rory was the Ramona to Lizzy's Beezus.  Rory learned to wait until Lizzy was asleep for a few minutes before curling up next to her like that.    

Pulled over during the car ride to the boarder.  This is the last photo I took of both dogs together.  Dropped them off, came back home, packed, got a plane to California.  Already told the part about what happened next.

Rory the day we adopted her.  We got her really young, 7.5 weeks.  I recommend waiting until 9-10 weeks at least with puppies - we separated her from the litter a little too early.  

Rory went through a phase where her favorite toy was "whatever Lizzy is playing with".   Lizzy was not a fan of this, as you can probably tell by the expression on her face.

And this is how most who knew Lizzy remember her.   Happy around humans, tongue loaded to give kisses.     


         

 
All the likes, GB.

 
I can’t take this thread anymore. So ####### sorry. 

One day, hopefully many years from now I will put my Stella down and I won’t get another dog after her. It’s going to all but kill me. Just can’t sibject myself to that kinda pain. 

 
MikeIke said:
Today I finally said goodbye to Kodiak. He made it two months longer than the veterinarian expected, and most of that time he was in good spirits. 

He'd been pretty bad for the last few days so I made a vet appointment, knowing it would probably be his last day. When it came time to bring him to the vet this morning, I had to carry him up the stairs. His back legs just gave out. He looked at me as if to say, "Daddy, I'm done. Please make it stop."

I'll miss my big galoot. Kodiak wasn't smart, but he was the most loving dog you could ever meet. 

Good boy. 
Sorry for your loss Mike. Sounds like he couldn't have asked for a better or more loving life than the one he lived.

 
Well my wife took Scooby to the Emergency clinic and the results are not good. When I get off work at 11 tonight I'm going to go say my final goodbye to my good buddy. 

Damn 

 
Well my wife took Scooby to the Emergency clinic and the results are not good. When I get off work at 11 tonight I'm going to go say my final goodbye to my good buddy. 

Damn 
I'm sorry to hear this.  Dogs are amazing.  I wish we could figure out a way to have them live longer.  You and your family have my best wishes.

 
I still have 6 more to love on but Scooby was my boy. 
Loss of a beloved pet, any pet, is always so hard. I lost my beloved guinea pig a few days after my last surgery back in Sept. She was being boarded, and I'm the one who found her dead. I wasn't there to say goodbye. She died alone. Still haunts me. 

Your dog knows he is so loved. Best wishes.

 
Loss of a beloved pet, any pet, is always so hard. I lost my beloved guinea pig a few days after my last surgery back in Sept. She was being boarded, and I'm the one who found her dead. I wasn't there to say goodbye. She died alone. Still haunts me. 

Your dog knows he is so loved. Best wishes.
Thank you @CurlyNight 

My boy was definitely loved.

Sorry for your loss as well.

 

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