Good morning. We lost our darling girl on Friday morning. She was 15 years and 9 months old.
She had been declining a bit for a while, we were managing cushings and gall bladder issues and I was starting to think it would be time to have a conversation with the vet soon, however during the night on Thursday she began being sick and it didn't stop. We took her to the vet who believed this wasn't a normal tummy upset and was related to her gallbladder mucocele which we had been managing with tablets.
She was put to sleep and although it was one of the worst times of my life, it was in fact peaceful to see her little body relax and let go of the discomfort and pain she was in.
I am struggling now. I am not doing terribly, I think because of her age I knew this day wasn't far off, but what I was not prepared for was the quiet in the house. The pain of her not being here and the sadness at knowing exactly which part of our daily routine I would be doing right now if she was still here.
I work from home, DH works at an office and DD is at Uni so we were a little pair day in day out and I loved her to bits.
I've joined a facebook pet bereavement group, and it's very kind, but to be honest, everyone is so beside themselves with sadness, that I can't find much in the way of practical advise, or stories of how it got better for people.
I am a worrier and I also go over and over things in my head. I remembered the vet had suggested a supplement to support her liver, and I didn't get it as she then improved at the time and now feel awful as maybe it would have made her more comfortable. I think of any time that I could have given her more attention. It feels like I ignored her for chunks of the day, but in reality she was sleeping most of the days away. I keep thinking of the what ifs, and how I should have been better.
DD has been at Uni for a while now and DH and I did say that we have never really had the freedom that can come from children becoming independent as we would never leave our dog for more than a couple of hours, and if we went away we would have a pet sitter but worry about our dog a lot. I suppose a part of me was thinking it would be nice to have that freedom and to be able to be spontaneous. Now I feel awful, as if I was hoping for this to happen and I would happily never leave the house again if I could have her back,
I will miss our daily routines and little walks. I feel so sad. I would appreciate words of encouragement and tips and things that have perhaps helped other people.
So sorry for such a long post.