Tia
Well-Known Member
Oh dear, what a sad day yesterday was.
My lovely old girl had not been feeling too great over the weekend so I took her to the vets yesterday morning. I was expecting the worse but hoping for the best. Well the best was not to be sadly.
Surgery was the only option and this would have saved Poppy if she managed to pull through the anaesthetic. She was not well enough to have the surgery yesterday and the choice was to either leave her overnight for them to try to stabilise her with the hope that today she might have felt strong enough to put under anaesthetic, although this was not guaranteed. I was also told that after her surgery she would probably have to stay in the hospital for up to a week because of her age and possible complications arising. Woah, what a decision to have to make.....and I admit I found it incredibly difficult, but eventually I decided that the risk of her dying on the operating table was too great. She would have been in a strange place with strangers all around her and this was not the end I wanted for my beautiful girl. She may have survived and we may have had her for another year or two - but I just kept coming back to "why?" Why would I put my darling girl through this, for what? She had a wonderful life, she always always knew she was totally and completely loved so there was nothing more for me to give her, except a dignified end. God it was hard though.
Anyway I took her home and the vet said she would come out to put Poppy to sleep at home on our farm, surrounded by her family and her doting Daisy-dog. I felt it was very important for Daisy to know what had happened to Poppy and where she had gone, and I now know that this was the right thing to do.
To look at Poppy yesterday, no-one but us would have thought there was anything wrong with her. She looked bright and alert and in good health, but she wasn't.
I got Poppy as a 6 week old pup, 14 years ago. She chose me and our journey together began. What a delightful puppy she was. She was so smart, so beautiful, so loyal; right from Day 1.
Poppy dealt perfectly with all of the changes throughout her long life. Nothing was ever a problem to her and she just settled into whatever was asked of her.
Here is Poppy and Lily back in the UK, the morning they were flown out to Canada with us.
And here they are the following morning at our farm in Canada.
2 and a half years later brings me the saddest day of my whole life. Poppy's last day with us after 14 fabulous years. We took a few photos of her just before the vet arrived.
Sadly missed but not forgotten; my darling was put to sleep under our lovely maple tree and she now lies at rest right in front of our house. Every morning on wakening she will be the first thing I see, she will always be with me and she will always be a part of this farm. Let her soul live on. Rest comfortably my darling.
Poppy xx. RIP 26.02.93 - 16.07.07
My lovely old girl had not been feeling too great over the weekend so I took her to the vets yesterday morning. I was expecting the worse but hoping for the best. Well the best was not to be sadly.
Surgery was the only option and this would have saved Poppy if she managed to pull through the anaesthetic. She was not well enough to have the surgery yesterday and the choice was to either leave her overnight for them to try to stabilise her with the hope that today she might have felt strong enough to put under anaesthetic, although this was not guaranteed. I was also told that after her surgery she would probably have to stay in the hospital for up to a week because of her age and possible complications arising. Woah, what a decision to have to make.....and I admit I found it incredibly difficult, but eventually I decided that the risk of her dying on the operating table was too great. She would have been in a strange place with strangers all around her and this was not the end I wanted for my beautiful girl. She may have survived and we may have had her for another year or two - but I just kept coming back to "why?" Why would I put my darling girl through this, for what? She had a wonderful life, she always always knew she was totally and completely loved so there was nothing more for me to give her, except a dignified end. God it was hard though.
Anyway I took her home and the vet said she would come out to put Poppy to sleep at home on our farm, surrounded by her family and her doting Daisy-dog. I felt it was very important for Daisy to know what had happened to Poppy and where she had gone, and I now know that this was the right thing to do.
To look at Poppy yesterday, no-one but us would have thought there was anything wrong with her. She looked bright and alert and in good health, but she wasn't.
I got Poppy as a 6 week old pup, 14 years ago. She chose me and our journey together began. What a delightful puppy she was. She was so smart, so beautiful, so loyal; right from Day 1.
Poppy dealt perfectly with all of the changes throughout her long life. Nothing was ever a problem to her and she just settled into whatever was asked of her.
Here is Poppy and Lily back in the UK, the morning they were flown out to Canada with us.
And here they are the following morning at our farm in Canada.
2 and a half years later brings me the saddest day of my whole life. Poppy's last day with us after 14 fabulous years. We took a few photos of her just before the vet arrived.
Sadly missed but not forgotten; my darling was put to sleep under our lovely maple tree and she now lies at rest right in front of our house. Every morning on wakening she will be the first thing I see, she will always be with me and she will always be a part of this farm. Let her soul live on. Rest comfortably my darling.
Poppy xx. RIP 26.02.93 - 16.07.07
