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Dog is gone. :-(
After she passed, the vet palpated her stomach and then showed me that she had a massive spleen tumor, about the size of a softball.
She said even if I dropped a few grand and had her remove it, it had already metastasized and she'd only get 2-3 months after that anyways, and she agreed we were absolutely doing the right thing.
It broke my heart because we had to carry her out to the car, and then as soon as we got to the vet, she perked up. She's always liked going to the vet. So she was happy and wagging her tail and we're trying to be like "no seriously, she's dying!" The vet said its totally normal that they perk up like that in a new location, its just anxiety and stuff.
They sedated her, and warned us that she'd likely gasp and stuff when they gave her the bigger dose of sedatives. But she was definitely ready to go, she didn't fight it at all, she just peacefully went.
She's buried next to the blackberries and tomatoes that she loved. She was always eating my tomatoes and berries right off the vine.
Unfortunately I'd dug the hole last night, and we've had a ton of rain, so it was half full of water. I felt like shit putting her in that. But, I'm sure it will help her decompose faster, and I have a nightmare of raccoons or my chi mix digging her up.
When we were leaving the vet, I was carrying her out the back door, and a family pulled in, in an SUV. Bunch of kids. I had to be like "oh hey, yeah, she's really sleepy from the medicine they gave her, so I'm carrying her."
She was a fantastic camping dog. She loved to be outdoors, and was very well behaved at the campground. Never barked at other dogs or people, only if they came into our campsite area.
I remember (or well, don't) drinking too much one night. Woke up the next morning in the storage area of our camper with a kid spooning me and I was spooning the dog.
After she passed, the vet palpated her stomach and then showed me that she had a massive spleen tumor, about the size of a softball.
She said even if I dropped a few grand and had her remove it, it had already metastasized and she'd only get 2-3 months after that anyways, and she agreed we were absolutely doing the right thing.
It broke my heart because we had to carry her out to the car, and then as soon as we got to the vet, she perked up. She's always liked going to the vet. So she was happy and wagging her tail and we're trying to be like "no seriously, she's dying!" The vet said its totally normal that they perk up like that in a new location, its just anxiety and stuff.
They sedated her, and warned us that she'd likely gasp and stuff when they gave her the bigger dose of sedatives. But she was definitely ready to go, she didn't fight it at all, she just peacefully went.
She's buried next to the blackberries and tomatoes that she loved. She was always eating my tomatoes and berries right off the vine.
Unfortunately I'd dug the hole last night, and we've had a ton of rain, so it was half full of water. I felt like shit putting her in that. But, I'm sure it will help her decompose faster, and I have a nightmare of raccoons or my chi mix digging her up.
When we were leaving the vet, I was carrying her out the back door, and a family pulled in, in an SUV. Bunch of kids. I had to be like "oh hey, yeah, she's really sleepy from the medicine they gave her, so I'm carrying her."
She was a fantastic camping dog. She loved to be outdoors, and was very well behaved at the campground. Never barked at other dogs or people, only if they came into our campsite area.
I remember (or well, don't) drinking too much one night. Woke up the next morning in the storage area of our camper with a kid spooning me and I was spooning the dog.
I 'found' muh scales.
It was with my 'other' tray.........with the bags and pre-cut parchment paper and collection tool.
I gotta agree, wholeheartedly, with my Vet friend. I grow some hella powerful weed!
I laugh at myself far more often than I'd like to admit!
It's cool though! I can start to get senile and just blame it on my growing skills and strain selection.
<-------------- FUUUUUUCCCCKKK YOU DOLPH............eeeeeerrrrrrr.............SMILIES!
The hoops needed to jump thru to get them to do what you want is ridiculous.
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It was with my 'other' tray.........with the bags and pre-cut parchment paper and collection tool.
I gotta agree, wholeheartedly, with my Vet friend. I grow some hella powerful weed!
I laugh at myself far more often than I'd like to admit!
It's cool though! I can start to get senile and just blame it on my growing skills and strain selection.
<-------------- FUUUUUUCCCCKKK YOU DOLPH............eeeeeerrrrrrr.............SMILIES!
The hoops needed to jump thru to get them to do what you want is ridiculous.
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After she passed, the vet palpated her stomach and then showed me that she had a massive spleen tumor, about the size of a softball.
She said even if I dropped a few grand and had her remove it, it had already metastasized and she'd only get 2-3 months after that anyways, and she agreed we were absolutely doing the right thing.
It broke my heart because we had to carry her out to the car, and then as soon as we got to the vet, she perked up. She's always liked going to the vet. So she was happy and wagging her tail and we're trying to be like "no seriously, she's dying!" The vet said its totally normal that they perk up like that in a new location, its just anxiety and stuff.
They sedated her, and warned us that she'd likely gasp and stuff when they gave her the bigger dose of sedatives. But she was definitely ready to go, she didn't fight it at all, she just peacefully went.
She's buried next to the blackberries and tomatoes that she loved. She was always eating my tomatoes and berries right off the vine.
Unfortunately I'd dug the hole last night, and we've had a ton of rain, so it was half full of water. I felt like shit putting her in that. But, I'm sure it will help her decompose faster, and I have a nightmare of raccoons or my chi mix digging her up.
When we were leaving the vet, I was carrying her out the back door, and a family pulled in, in an SUV. Bunch of kids. I had to be like "oh hey, yeah, she's really sleepy from the medicine they gave her, so I'm carrying her."
She was a fantastic camping dog. She loved to be outdoors, and was very well behaved at the campground. Never barked at other dogs or people, only if they came into our campsite area.
I remember (or well, don't) drinking too much one night. Woke up the next morning in the storage area of our camper with a kid spooning me and I was spooning the dog.
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