ruffledfeathers
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I didn't expect to be posting this but here i am in my office, unable to hold back my tears!!
Three years ago today was the day my dog Pablo died. I love all my pets but i used to call Pablo my "son" and the rest were 'our pets'. From the day i met him, i thought he was the dog version of myself. We had that special connection that people call the 'once in a lifetime' special bond with a dog.
He had degenerative valve disease, diagnosed at about 9 yrs old when it was still very minor. By the time he was 11, the vet told me that he knew this was what would ultimately kill him. (it had progressed quite a bit in those two years and his heart was enlarged and pressing his trachea out of position.)
He was on medication and was still feeling good though.
But on 9/20/10, 3 days before his 14th birthday, he had this 'episode' i couldn't explain, so we wrapped him in a blanket to get him to an emergency vet but it progressed so rapidly that he gasped his final breath in my arms before we got to the office.
The vet said the chordae tendinae ruptured and that even if i had been there a few minutes sooner, all they could have done was euthanize him before he suffered.
I am grateful in a way that he didn't have to linger as a sick dog. I mean, he played ball on the last day of his life and ate a good meal and everything. But it still is like a nightmare in my mind, the memory of him gasping like that, with that terrified look on his face as he struggled to breathe but couldn't.......with absolutely nothing i could do to help him. It was a horrible night.
He was such a good dog and I will always miss him.
Thanks for listening!
9/23/96-9/20/10
Here he is, as a pup and shortly before he died.
Three years ago today was the day my dog Pablo died. I love all my pets but i used to call Pablo my "son" and the rest were 'our pets'. From the day i met him, i thought he was the dog version of myself. We had that special connection that people call the 'once in a lifetime' special bond with a dog.
He had degenerative valve disease, diagnosed at about 9 yrs old when it was still very minor. By the time he was 11, the vet told me that he knew this was what would ultimately kill him. (it had progressed quite a bit in those two years and his heart was enlarged and pressing his trachea out of position.)
He was on medication and was still feeling good though.
But on 9/20/10, 3 days before his 14th birthday, he had this 'episode' i couldn't explain, so we wrapped him in a blanket to get him to an emergency vet but it progressed so rapidly that he gasped his final breath in my arms before we got to the office.
The vet said the chordae tendinae ruptured and that even if i had been there a few minutes sooner, all they could have done was euthanize him before he suffered.
I am grateful in a way that he didn't have to linger as a sick dog. I mean, he played ball on the last day of his life and ate a good meal and everything. But it still is like a nightmare in my mind, the memory of him gasping like that, with that terrified look on his face as he struggled to breathe but couldn't.......with absolutely nothing i could do to help him. It was a horrible night.
He was such a good dog and I will always miss him.
Thanks for listening!
9/23/96-9/20/10
Here he is, as a pup and shortly before he died.