Now we are down to four babies and only one female left. About three weeks ago Sadie had a seizure which only lasted about 30 seconds. But things were never the same since then. God bless her....she never lost her appetite until her final 2 days. Sugar Bear used to be the "super scooper" and would finish her dinner before any other dog. But Sadie soon took her place and would go over to any other dogs bowl who didn't finish fast enough so she could "scoop" up theirs if they dare leave their bowl for a second.
But about one week after the seizure, she started bumping into walls and cabinets as she tried to get out of the house to go potty. It was a sad sight indeed. Sadie was one of three dogs I took to work every day, and they had a special place to go for a walk that we wound up calling "Disneyland" because they were so happy when I stopped there. Sadie had a little "hop" when she started to run and my son would say when I was talking about thee dogs, "Oh she's the one that hops!"
We took her to the vet today to be sent out to be cremated, so know we will have 4 boxes on the mantel of dogs that have passed away. We took her to a specialist the other day because the vet thought they might be able to help her last longer. The specialist vet was very good and she specialized in neurology, and ran Sadie through a battery of tests. She felt that due to the Cushings disease that Sadie had, that she had a tumor growing on her pituitary gland and prescribed prednisone to help shrink the tumor. She said it might give her 3-4 weeks to live.
Well it wound up giving her 3 days. The last two days was horrible because she was in a coma type condition and wouldn't respond to anything. No more kisses or barking or wagging her tail. Faye asked me to put her on her bed so she cold be near her in the final hours. I gave her a big hug and kiss before I went to bed last night. I wound up waking up at 2:30 am and Faye told me Sadie had just passed at 2:15 am.
So now we have only 4 dogs left and only 1 female....Sassy... which happens to be my favorite baby. Rascal also has Cushings and might be the next to go...but he is healthy as a horse right now. But, who knows, Sadie was healthy and changed overnight.
When each one dies, it's like sticking a knife in our hearts and sometimes I wish we didn't have so many dogs. I think when I started posting on this forum we had 8 dogs and one cat. But as much as it hurts to lose one animal after another, there can be nothing to replace the joy they've given us while they were alive. Sadie had a habit of pulling down the towels in the bathroom which I'm sure she learned from her "grandpa Townsley...Fayes Pekinese...as he would do the same thing when he was alive. I'd get pissed at her for doing this, but I had to chuckle at the same time.
So thanks for listening as I pour out my grief to you. I can't stop crying as I write this thread.
But about one week after the seizure, she started bumping into walls and cabinets as she tried to get out of the house to go potty. It was a sad sight indeed. Sadie was one of three dogs I took to work every day, and they had a special place to go for a walk that we wound up calling "Disneyland" because they were so happy when I stopped there. Sadie had a little "hop" when she started to run and my son would say when I was talking about thee dogs, "Oh she's the one that hops!"
We took her to the vet today to be sent out to be cremated, so know we will have 4 boxes on the mantel of dogs that have passed away. We took her to a specialist the other day because the vet thought they might be able to help her last longer. The specialist vet was very good and she specialized in neurology, and ran Sadie through a battery of tests. She felt that due to the Cushings disease that Sadie had, that she had a tumor growing on her pituitary gland and prescribed prednisone to help shrink the tumor. She said it might give her 3-4 weeks to live.
Well it wound up giving her 3 days. The last two days was horrible because she was in a coma type condition and wouldn't respond to anything. No more kisses or barking or wagging her tail. Faye asked me to put her on her bed so she cold be near her in the final hours. I gave her a big hug and kiss before I went to bed last night. I wound up waking up at 2:30 am and Faye told me Sadie had just passed at 2:15 am.
So now we have only 4 dogs left and only 1 female....Sassy... which happens to be my favorite baby. Rascal also has Cushings and might be the next to go...but he is healthy as a horse right now. But, who knows, Sadie was healthy and changed overnight.
When each one dies, it's like sticking a knife in our hearts and sometimes I wish we didn't have so many dogs. I think when I started posting on this forum we had 8 dogs and one cat. But as much as it hurts to lose one animal after another, there can be nothing to replace the joy they've given us while they were alive. Sadie had a habit of pulling down the towels in the bathroom which I'm sure she learned from her "grandpa Townsley...Fayes Pekinese...as he would do the same thing when he was alive. I'd get pissed at her for doing this, but I had to chuckle at the same time.
So thanks for listening as I pour out my grief to you. I can't stop crying as I write this thread.
