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Ya know i mentioned my daog having sort-of-a hip issue lately, a while back. Well, I woke up this morning to places to clean up where she'd been sick, It was a real watery cinsistancy. She even pottied by my computer desk which is a never hapen with her type thing, but i got it cleaned up. She was sick all day, as in just layed in my bathroom. never evn went outside or wanted to. She'd just lay there and cut those eyes at me so sad when I'd check on her.
Well, later this afternoon, she got up and got some water and walked around the living room, then settled at the end of the couch where she could see me on the computer. She started this light, high-pitched crying. I went over and layed down by her, and paetted her head and rubbed her eyes, and she actually stopped crying and just looked dazed, like she was looking through me. eyes half open... I knew then that things weren't good for her today, and that this limping problem was posiibly a tumor or something. i know, damn me for not getting her to a vet sooner. Please don't get down on me, I do a good enough job myself.
So, just about 9pm, she lays down at the bottom of the tv. She was really starting to cry and pant. My daughter saw this and started to get upset, so thankfully, my wife got her to her bedroom and got her into some cartoons. She, my daughter didn't want to see Gracie doing that anyway. Again, I laid down beside her. Her tongue was hanging out. She was barely hanging on. Her feet were cold. She was ready to go. I talked to her as best I could. She would have these painful flare-ups that would tense her body up and make her really cry loud. Man, it was rough. I finally got some meds to help ease her, but she wouldn't eat or take anything. She just clamped down on my fingers. But I rang her tongue with it while her mouth was lieing open. Then I got a glass of water, picked her snout up vertically, and poured a little water in. It washed down the med and she actually got a little more alert, for only like a few seconds, then her eyes got that lost look again. But this time, her body may have contorted 2 more times in under a minute, and that was it. I watched my Gracie girl her make her exit.
She was a mid-size dog, right about 55lbs. She was very special to me, and special period. She had to have special care. Her first 7-8wks were in the wild, so that alone made for a unique personality. I've never been asked what Kind of dog that is, so many times, because she was absolutely beautiful. special she was. She meant no harm, but she could mean business.
It's late. I proabaly have typos galore. I'm tired. I just wanted to share my special girl Gracie's life and passing with y'all. She no longer is in pain, and if ou only knew the impressions I got to witnes from her. I got to watch her mature in a great way. And I know that cetain people that couldn't see passedthe "wild" in her, finally got to see the gentle, sweet Gracie. Which all she's ever been was scared, so she went into defence mode.
I gotta turn in. Hopefully I can find a decent pic to post tomorrow.
Well, later this afternoon, she got up and got some water and walked around the living room, then settled at the end of the couch where she could see me on the computer. She started this light, high-pitched crying. I went over and layed down by her, and paetted her head and rubbed her eyes, and she actually stopped crying and just looked dazed, like she was looking through me. eyes half open... I knew then that things weren't good for her today, and that this limping problem was posiibly a tumor or something. i know, damn me for not getting her to a vet sooner. Please don't get down on me, I do a good enough job myself.
So, just about 9pm, she lays down at the bottom of the tv. She was really starting to cry and pant. My daughter saw this and started to get upset, so thankfully, my wife got her to her bedroom and got her into some cartoons. She, my daughter didn't want to see Gracie doing that anyway. Again, I laid down beside her. Her tongue was hanging out. She was barely hanging on. Her feet were cold. She was ready to go. I talked to her as best I could. She would have these painful flare-ups that would tense her body up and make her really cry loud. Man, it was rough. I finally got some meds to help ease her, but she wouldn't eat or take anything. She just clamped down on my fingers. But I rang her tongue with it while her mouth was lieing open. Then I got a glass of water, picked her snout up vertically, and poured a little water in. It washed down the med and she actually got a little more alert, for only like a few seconds, then her eyes got that lost look again. But this time, her body may have contorted 2 more times in under a minute, and that was it. I watched my Gracie girl her make her exit.
She was a mid-size dog, right about 55lbs. She was very special to me, and special period. She had to have special care. Her first 7-8wks were in the wild, so that alone made for a unique personality. I've never been asked what Kind of dog that is, so many times, because she was absolutely beautiful. special she was. She meant no harm, but she could mean business.
It's late. I proabaly have typos galore. I'm tired. I just wanted to share my special girl Gracie's life and passing with y'all. She no longer is in pain, and if ou only knew the impressions I got to witnes from her. I got to watch her mature in a great way. And I know that cetain people that couldn't see passedthe "wild" in her, finally got to see the gentle, sweet Gracie. Which all she's ever been was scared, so she went into defence mode.
I gotta turn in. Hopefully I can find a decent pic to post tomorrow.
so beware
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