Shavings
Well-Known Member
I'm sorry
every time i seem to come to this part of the forum its never for a happy reason.
our much loved springer has taken a turn, tat the age of 14 i knew it would come one day but i guess i just didn't want to believe it.
he was brought for me when i was 12 going 13 as a parting gift, my mother and father where getting divorced and he is what i go.
he has been though many tears, my happy times and even many an illness (my own not his)
but it appears age has really caught up with him now, came home last night to find my mother on the phone to the vet and Tyler (the dog) limping in front
Que a out of hours visit to the vets (wile dropping husband off at A and E they gave him strong pain killer injection for the night but admitted it was his arthritis catching up with the puppy he is at heart.
took him to an appointment this morning with vets who has given him more pain killer tablets but said there isn't much they can do for him, its taken me 20 mins to be strong enough to drive us home, even then got home, lifted on to "his spot" on the sofa and became tearful mess once again, for now he is comfortable although vets have said reduce exercise to zero and dont allow to jump on sofa.
my mother is be side her self as when i left for college he was there with her and although he was brought for me to cope with divorce really he helped her heal as much of me.
i guess your never really ready for pets to leave you and in a way its not fair you love them, care for them and in the end they leave us behind and take a small piece of you with them.
so i am sat here at my work desk in floods of tears with no real idea why i am telling you all this, but i need to explain to some one, i'm not ready to say good bye but i know its coming and i will not let him suffer.. but do you ever really move on?
every time i seem to come to this part of the forum its never for a happy reason.
our much loved springer has taken a turn, tat the age of 14 i knew it would come one day but i guess i just didn't want to believe it.
he was brought for me when i was 12 going 13 as a parting gift, my mother and father where getting divorced and he is what i go.
he has been though many tears, my happy times and even many an illness (my own not his)
but it appears age has really caught up with him now, came home last night to find my mother on the phone to the vet and Tyler (the dog) limping in front
Que a out of hours visit to the vets (wile dropping husband off at A and E they gave him strong pain killer injection for the night but admitted it was his arthritis catching up with the puppy he is at heart.
took him to an appointment this morning with vets who has given him more pain killer tablets but said there isn't much they can do for him, its taken me 20 mins to be strong enough to drive us home, even then got home, lifted on to "his spot" on the sofa and became tearful mess once again, for now he is comfortable although vets have said reduce exercise to zero and dont allow to jump on sofa.
my mother is be side her self as when i left for college he was there with her and although he was brought for me to cope with divorce really he helped her heal as much of me.
i guess your never really ready for pets to leave you and in a way its not fair you love them, care for them and in the end they leave us behind and take a small piece of you with them.
so i am sat here at my work desk in floods of tears with no real idea why i am telling you all this, but i need to explain to some one, i'm not ready to say good bye but i know its coming and i will not let him suffer.. but do you ever really move on?