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Wow... its such a sad thing to see a pet you had for 16 years just flop. Today I took my dog Mandy to the vet today with my brother to put her down. She was a 16 year old brittany spaniel. And I wasnt expecting this to be so sad at first.
I'm just going to say, that during her youth, this was an awesome hunting dog. She was able to point out birds as if she just magically made them appear. She was also really attached to my mom, and gave her company when my dad, brother, and I were out or working.
Well as she got older, Mandy developed a lot of problems. She was practically blind, and she could barely hear. Letting her outside was a pain in the ass because she simply couldent hear. Her right eye had developed inflamed tissue, possibly a tumor, and recently the side of her head looked like it was caving in, and it was due to loss of muscle mass. A few weeks ago, her legs were giving out more and more. She had a habit of taking a dump on our expensive rug in the dining room when we left the house for a long time, probably out of spite. During the past four days she kept getting up during 2:00 in the morning to take a dump on the carpet, but it wasn't solid. I caught her doing this last night, and I noticed her back was arched, and she was falling down real constantly. I took her off the carpet but she managed to crap some on the hardwood floor. She attempted to crap 3 more times on the carpet, and she went under the table and managed to crap some out. I was annoyed because I was trying to sleep before and didnt want to bother with this so I brought her outside. Cleaning up the mess was disgusting btw.
Then this morning my mom decided that we needed to put her to sleep, because her chronic diarrhea and sometimes vomiting was getting out of hand. For a few days I thought the same thing, and I thought it wouldent shed a tear because this is what needed to be done. Boy was I wrong.
I can't say how sad it was to see my mom crying when saying bye to the dog. When we waited for the doctor, Mandy jumped up and put her paws on my lap, like she was telling me "I'm really scared". She quivered a lot. They gave her an IV injection to calm her down, which made her go limp, then the final injection which put her down. Holding back a tear just wasnt possible.
This was the fist time I seen a dog put to sleep, and those final moments really are heartbreaking. I'm much more collected right now, but still upset. She lived a good life though, and Im happy to see that her suffering is finally gone.