Not long back from the vets, less my beautiful girl who we had to say goodbye to for the last time.
Gutted and ill prepared doesn't come in to it.
Ten years old, a few years ago she was diagnosed with acute arthritis fusing most of two thirds of her skeleton, initially just causing some minor mobility issues. We first noticed something was wrong when she struggled to jump into the back of the SUV, even with a run up. She'd still walk for miles but we could tell her condition was getting worse with her awkward gait.
Forward wind 12 months, she has a ramp to get into the truck and sits down refusing to budge 5 minutes into a walk, vets visits/hydrotherapy and all the pain killers she can handle. In Jan this year, she started being unable to stretch her front legs more than a few inches and occasionally losing control of her bowls and dragging her back feet so a trip around the garden was the best she could get. We'd also bought a belly sling as more than once she had been unable to stand without assistance. More vet visits, she was now on the maximum Gabapentin and Loxicom, combined with paracetamol.
She still wasn't complaining but we could sense something wasn't right for the last two days as she wasn't settling in one spot for very long, had yakked a few times and from the early hours of this morning had been panting heavily.
We had to carry her to the car on a blanket as she couldn't stand.
We were on the phone to the vet from early doors and they took her in as an emergency eventually.
I didn't expect to becoming home without my baby. I know, it's just a dog.
Thankfully Mrs Biff and the kids were with us at the end.
Apologies, I just had to get that off my chest.
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