Tink slept on our bed Sunday night, which was lovely. DH took the morning off work, God bless him. We took her in at 9, and I sobbed while I signed the form. The vet sedated her a little first because she has never liked being poked and prodded, so she was already pretty woozy by the time he put the cannula in. She passed peacefully on her shaggy quilt, under my hands. I am sad for us, but it was time for her to go. She was down to 4.1kg (so she lost 400g in a fortnight) and her blood pressure was so low. I'm coping better than I thought, but I don't think the permanence of it has sunk in yet. I keep looking for her around the house and went to give her breakfast this morning...
Thanks everyone for your thoughts and kind wishes. It means a lot to me.
Be kind to yourself as you get used to life without her furry presence. it does take a while to stop expecting them to be where they always used to be.
So sorry to hear you didn't get as long as you had hoped for with dear Tink, but it definitely sounds like you did the responsible and loving thing in helping her pass.
We recently had to put one of our beloved labs to sleep at only 10, so I know the heartbreak you are going through. The familiarity of them around the house is really difficult to deal with when they are no longer there. It has been about 5 weeks now, and I still have some rough days and nights crying as I miss my Cruz so so much. It can strike at any time, over the smallest thing, so just roll with it when it comes, and grieve as you need to.
Reply With Quote
You were RAK'ed in 2015.
PP.
it does take a while to stop expecting them to be where they always used to be.
Bookmarks