Had to put down my little buddy down late Monday night. Bobcat fever is a bitch disease for cats. Its crazy how you don't realize how much their company is, until they are gone. [Reply]
Originally Posted by ChiefsCountry:
Had to put down my little buddy down late Monday night. Bobcat fever is a bitch disease for cats. Its crazy how you don't realize how much their company is, until they are gone.
Sorry to hear that, pets are so important to their human's lives... [Reply]
Originally Posted by ChiefsCountry:
Had to put down my little buddy down late Monday night. Bobcat fever is a bitch disease for cats. Its crazy how you don't realize how much their company is, until they are gone.
Condolences, man. I've made that decision twice in the past five years, and it just plain sucks. [Reply]
Originally Posted by DaFace:
Condolences, man. I've made that decision twice in the past five years, and it just plain sucks.
It was tough. It's really tough for me because my cat was young. He was perfect cat - great temperament and loving. Had the real potential to be 10 year+ type pet. [Reply]
Originally Posted by ChiefsCountry:
Had to put down my little buddy down late Monday night. Bobcat fever is a bitch disease for cats. Its crazy how you don't realize how much their company is, until they are gone.
Originally Posted by ChiefsCountry:
Had to put down my little buddy down late Monday night. Bobcat fever is a bitch disease for cats. Its crazy how you don't realize how much their company is, until they are gone.
Sorry for your loss. I'm not a cat person, but I get it. [Reply]
Originally Posted by Buehler445:
I have a ACD puppy back in may. She's 9 months now and she's really smart. But she's also really dumb. Sometimes she has trouble tamping down the dumb puppy.
It's been 12 years since I've been in the puppy game.
EDIT:
Here's my fucklehead.
I saw a meme with an ACD today that made me remember your doggo.
"An Australian Cattle Dog is just a Belgian Malinois that smokes unfiltered cigarettes, drinks bottom shelf whiskey and lives in a single wide..."
Originally Posted by duncan_idaho:
This guy’s 11th adopt-aversary was yesterday.
He’s got arthritis in his left hip pretty bad and is gobbling down medicine (inside Turkey pepperoni) every day for it.
We blinked, and he got old.
Gonna be joining DJ on the feels train soon, I fear. Sucks.
Well, we made it to 13 adopt-a-versaries. We will not make it to 14.
We let Scott the Dog go yesterday. It was awful and wonderful.
His arthritis was controlled pretty well for a long time... about 5 years... we maxed out his meds dose last year and then started trying a new treatment (librela - shot) that was expensive but highly effective in July. For July, August, and September, our little buddy's clock rolled back again. Lots of walks, lots of excitement, lots of him coming down to work in the basement with me.
And then, about three weeks ago, I noticed that he was just not moving around the same. I checked, and it had only been two weeks since his last librela injection.
My wife noticed it, too. We started watching him. Tried a week making sure he was getting the max dose of his medicine and OTC stuff he could have, to see if it helped. It didn't.
He was having a hard time walking, a hard time breathing (working really hard). Then we started noticing his alertness dropping, his energy. I made the calll to the vet on Monday, and we took him in yesterday.
Saying goodbye was hard. And awful in some ways. But gosh, when I think about how he loved us, how sweet he was and what a good comfort animal he was (he missed his calling as a trained comfort dog/therapy dog, for sure), and about the good life we gave him, it helps. My kids are a little wrecked... the girl just misses him and doesn't want him to go (she has taken a lot of pleasure in sliding above me in his pecking order, right behind her mom). The boy just is having a hard time dealing with the change.
We'll take some time and probably get on the puppy train again next year. My wife has a connection who has a trio of golden retrievers who have not been fixed, who has a litter coming up in January.
Cheers to Scott the Dog. It was my honor to be your human dad. Thanks for being our buddy. [Reply]
Just got back from the emergency vet. Our sweet boy Charlie(a cat) started eating a bit less and behaving oddly about two weeks ago. We took him to the vet and everything looked ok besides a little inflammation on his small bowel. We thought it was something he had eaten.
About a week and half later the dr found a mass the size of a baseball on Charlie’s stomach. It went from undetected the first time to baseball size that quickly.
That was Wednesday and vet gave him Prednisone shot Thursday to give us a little more time with him. He got so bad yesterday we have put him down this morning.
We are heartbroken to the point where even the Chiefs win yesterday was tough to enjoy. Maybe I’ll upload some pictures later.
I am just mindblown that a tumor grew that fast in our best friend :-)
Sorry to be all depressing but I had to write this down somewhere. Fuck cancer [Reply]
