Last Thursday we had to put our beloved pet to sleep. She was nearly fifteen, a good age I know but she was always so spritely and everyone could not believe that she was that old because she was so lively.
She was a lovely, sweet, gentle little dog who was lovely around our five grandchildren.
She had two lumps on her stomach which have been there for many years which didn’t seem to bother her and were always checked out by vets over the years and when examined by various vets, we were told they were harmless and to keep an eye on them.
This last week we noticed some changes with her. She slept for most of the day, was off her food and didn’t trot around the house as she usually did.
I put it down to her age. The day before she passed I had to carry her home from her walk as she just stood still and wouldn’t/ couldn’t walk home. Something that had never happened before as she always loved her walks.
worried sick we took her to the vet who told us that she had cancer and it would be kinder to put her to sleep as she was in extreme pain. I’m so confused as she didn’t cry out and there were no signs that she was in any pain. As hard as it was, we couldn’t bear the thought of her suffering and agreed to let her go. We are devastated that we will never see our beautiful girl again and struggling to come to terms with our loss.