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Life’s Moments

When 2006 came in with a bang (yes, a real bang. We live outside of Houston where fireworks are legal. It was crazy!!), I had a sense of peace. That almost knowing that it was going to be a good year. Then things happen and I go “huh?”.

I am a very “glass is half full” positive type person. You wouldn’t be able to tell from some of my posts this year. Let’s see, I’ve posted about being sick on New Year’s Day, then about my “mommy melt down”, and other than that, I’ve been too darn busy to post much.

I want to make sure that you know how lucky I am to have SuZan as a friend. She is awesome! She’s the kind of person that listens to you and is concerned about your problems even when she has something going on on her end. She is usually the one that posts on the weekends only because, well, life with 3 kids tends to make for one crazy weekend!

SuZan has had some family stuff going on this past week. I don’t want to share without her permission, but just know that she has a few mountains to climb. She is going to have a challenging weekend for sure. Please keep her in your thoughts.

For all of you pet lovers out there, you will understand what I’m going through. We adopted a dog about 7 years ago. His name is Bradley and he was a rescue. He is part lab and part German Shepherd. I’ve always called him my “gentle giant” as he’s never shown his teeth to anyone, including our Oreo who could be quite annoying during the puppy stage. We knew Bradley hasn’t been himself for the past year, but we figured most of this was due to aging (we think he’s about 12). For the past 3 weeks his health has gotten worse. I could tell as I watched him that breathing was difficult, if not painful. He wasn’t eating hardly at all and was very listless. Having a pet is like having a child. You know when something is really wrong. I had that feeling in my gut. I called the vet yesterday, shared the symptoms, and when I made the appointment, did so knowing that I may not be walking back out with Bradley.

The vet called and suggested that we leave him overnight for testing and observation. Knowing me as well as she did she then said if the best decision is to put him down, that would be based on her findings. This would have been much easier because then I wouldn’t have felt like I brought him there for “the last time”. I mean, at least when I left him, I wouldn’t have really known that it was for the last time (yeah, deep down I would have known).

When we got there, the vet decided on doing a preliminary exam. This lead to testing. Then they brought Bradley out to us. He was so ready to go home and he wrapped himself around the legs of me and my husband and looked at us with those trusting eyes. The vet came out to talk to us and showed us his x-rays. He has cancer. His lungs are almost completely inhabited with the cancer. She said the blood work showed that his kidneys and liver appeared to be going into failure. She said the decision was ours as to what we wanted to do, but that our dog would not get better. She said she could make him comfortable, but not better. With him hiding behind me and looking at me with those eyes, there was no way I could leave him right then! I don’t think my husband could either as his eyes were red and looked a little teary.

So we took Bradley home with some meds that will make him feel better so that we can say goodbye. The vet told us we would know when its time to put him down. I wanted the kids to be able to tell him goodbye as well.

I know now that I don’t think I’ll be able to be the one to take him for his final visit. This is how I’m reacting to an animal, I could never imagine having to go through this with a child. My mother died from cancer when I was 19. It was easier to watch her die because she was so sick and she told us that she was in so much pain, she was ready to “go home”. My dog can’t talk.

I hate to leave you with such sad thoughts, but other than maybe a drunken post tonight, there may not be too many posts until Monday. Of course, on a positive note, my son is going to a formal dance tonight and has to wear a tux. I can’t wait to see how handsome he’ll look and hopefully I will get some great pictures to post. Got to liven things up around here!


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  1. * Tutu says:

    I am so sorry for your family. I know what you are going through and it is tough. It is so, so hard.

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago
  2. * Karen says:

    Losing a beloved pet is almost like losing a human member of the family. Grief is grief. I’m all teary now. Hug Bradley.

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago
  3. * Anonymous Shannon says:

    I lost my childhood dog last year. She fell into the lake at my parents home.

    My daughter has memories of Paisley, and asks if Paisley is playing catch with Jesus. It’s makes me emotional, but I know she is happy now in Heaven.

    I’m sorry to hear about your dog. Animals are family!

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago
  4. * Holly says:

    i had to be the one to take my beloved bouvier des flandres, maggie, in to be euthanized almost 3 years ago. she had cancer as well, and we tried treatment that didn’t work. one day she just collapsed and i carried her 85 pound body her into the house and called the vet. (i was also 5 months pregnant at the time)

    i took her in, propped her up for the ride so she could look out the car window. she loved riding in cars.

    when we got to the vet the doc carried her in for me and i held her while they gave her the shot. she sighed deeply and sunk against me. i cried, the vet cried, and the tech cried.

    but, i would do it again tomorrow. i felt like the least i could do is be there at the end for that sweet dog. i didn’t want her to die alone.

    some vets discourage you “being there” some don’t seem to care either way. some people can’t stand to watch, others, like me, can’t stand not to.

    it’s all very personal and individual. i wish you the best in your tough upcoming decisions. it’s never hard. he may not be able to tell you in words that it hurts and he’s ready, but he will tell you in his own way if you’re watching.

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago
  5. * aka_Meritt - www.coffeetalking.blogspot.com says:

    Oh my… I’m so sorry sweetie. I could not and would not have left him there either – it’s good you didn’t. At least taking him home and making him comfortable gives you ALL time to say ‘goodbye’ and grieve a bit before it has to be done.

    I was the one that had to take our “Sebastian” in. Even the vet cried with me, and she said she NEVER cries anymore! I must have been pathetic. LOL.

    Sad smile to you… but you have my thoughts with you this week.

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago
  6. * Henny says:

    Oh man,I comment in tears. I’ve lost a few animals to bad health in my lifetime and it is heartbreaking. My heart breaks for you now. Hey but son in his tux will do the trick for the time being, believe me. As for Suzan, it sounds like you have the best there is to have, so my thoughts are with her as well. You two make a great team. Hang in there.

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago
  7. * Suz says:

    Big Hugs To You & Your Family.

    Iam so sorry you are going thru this with your dog. My heart goes out to you. I had to put one of my cats down a few years ago because his kidneys were failing. Its was one of the hardest things I ever had to do.

    Prayers for Bradley that he isnt in too much pain. You & your family will be in my Thoughts & Prayers while going thru this.

    Also Prayers for Suzan for whatever it is she is going thru.

    Hugs Suz

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago
  8. * BlondGirl says:

    Your entire family is in my thoughts. We love those animals as much as our children, don’t we?

    Hugs to SuZan, too, to help her get through this weekend.

    | Reply Posted 12 years, 3 months ago

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